2016

Wow, I only posted once in the entire year of 2015.  And that was Joel's birth story.  Now he is 15 1/2 months and a full blown toddler.  He is walking all over the place and into everything.  I may not have kept up with this blog very well, but at least I post to Instagram 2-3 times a week.  And then print it out using Chatbooks, which is kind of like scrapbooking, but cheating.  It is not as cute as a scrapbook, but it has pictures and captions, which is all that really matters.  I don't have much time to scrapbook, but whenever Joel does something I want to remember, I take 30 seconds to post it to Instagram, and when I hit 60 pictures, Chatbooks sends me a book of all of them.

Maybe I'll do better blogging now that Joel has a predictable and mostly consistent nap schedule.  He is still taking two shorter naps instead of one long nap.  He is not ready to give his morning nap up yet.  He is fussy and grumpy and tired by the time 10am rolls around.  I lay him down and he is usually asleep in about 5 minutes.

Joel really only says two words, hi and hot, and both have actions that go with them.  He waves when he says hi and holds his hand out when something is hot.  When Josh taught him hot, it was over a pot on the stove.  So now Joel holds his hand out to feel the heat.  He might not say a lot of words, but he sure knows how to communicate.  He can sign more, milk, food, and all done.  I'm working on please and thirsty next.  Otherwise, he uses sounds and gestures.  When he wants me to read him a book, he brings the book over, sits in my lap, grabs my hand and puts the book in it.  Lately his big thing has been pointing to everything while making a questioning sound to ask what it is.  He just doesn't feel the need to repeat it back to me.  He has such a distinct little personality and its fun to see how he sees the world.

That boy sure is busy though.  He is always moving.  Only in the last month or so, is he willing to sit down with me to watch Little Einsteins or something of the like.  He is to the point now where he understands what it is going on in the show and shows it.  Children really are little sponges, soaking up everything.

Another big change, probably the biggest, is that we bought a house in Humble, TX.  Josh is working on his PhD at the University of Houston and I was so tired of renting and living in apartments.  Now, Joel has room to play and has his own room.  And I wanted to provide stability for him, to have a house for him to grow up in.  Also, our mortgage for a 3 bedroom house is cheaper than our rent was for a one bedroom.  We also got a dog now that we have a house and a yard.  His name is Spencer and he is a 2 year old Border Collie/Black Lab mix.  He is a very mild mannered dog and is still afraid of men.  He's fine with Josh now, but took time to warm up to him.  It was the opposite with Joel.  He liked Joel in the beginning until Joel started petting (aka hitting) Spencer.  We are still working on the soft concept with Joel.  Spencer mostly just lays in his kennel or in the kitchen all day, until you take him on a walk.  Then he has a huge reserve of energy that comes out of nowhere.

Baby Joel

So I guess its time to finally write down Joel's birth story, for a record for me if nothing else.  Feel free to skip this post if you don't want to hear about his birth.

My due date (October 8th) came and went.  We really wanted him to come on his due date since our doctor was going out of town October 10th for a week.  You can't rush these things apparently, though try as we might.  I think we tried like every wives tale there was.  I ate dates, drank pineapple juice, walked up and down stairs, did lunges, went on long walks around the neighborhood and grocery stores every night, ate spicy foods, everything.  Nothing worked.  Stubborn little boy.  Like his father.

The hospital won't let the doctor induce until a week past your due date.  So we went in for an appointment with our doctor's father (they work at the same practice and she was out of town).  Finally, I was dilated enough to strip my membranes.  We were thinking that he would strip the membranes, go home, and hopefully go into labor that night.  That is not what happened.  When the doctor measured me, my belly had dropped.  Like a lot.  Which we took as a good sign that labor was imminent.  It was too low for our doctor's liking though.  He said my fluid felt low.  So they called the hospital to get me set up for a non stress test.  They didn't open for those tests until like 10.  Our appointment was at 8.  Once we got over to the hospital and checked in, we sat down for the non stress test.  They hooked up a monitor to hear his heartbeat.  They wanted to make sure his heartbeat went up and down to make sure he was moving around.  I tried eating fruit snacks (the only thing I had to eat that morning) and poking him to no avail.  So they get out something to wake him up.  It vibrated at a frequency that the baby doesn't love.  That got him moving around.  Then she did an ultrasound to check the amniotic fluid levels.  She checked in 3 spots and it was low in all spots.  So that was that.  I was getting checked in and taken upstairs to get induced.

After I got checked in and into a lovely hospital gown, Josh had to go pick his mom up from the airport.  My parents had flown in the night before, so they kept me company while Josh left.  They started me on the pitocin drip around 11.  Josh got back about noon.  At first, I was great, didn't feel a thing.  The contractions barely felt like cramps.  Then it progressed to menstrual cramps.  And then harder.  And then painful.  The only thing that was helping was sitting forward with Josh applying counter pressure to my knees.  One of the nurses told us about different positions to try.  We absolutely LOVED all the nurses we had at Intermountain Healthcare.  They were amazing.  Everyone was so nice and accommodating.  I've always heard that pitocin made contractions painful, and I can attest to that.  They were quite painful.  And I wasn't progressing very quickly.  Dilating very slowly.  Everyone thought it would last well through the night.  I could not handle 12 hours of those contractions.  So I gave in and got the epidural.  And let me tell you, that was blissful.  The pain was completely gone.  I was numb from about my hips down.  And chilly.  Luckily Josh had brought a blanket from home.  Hospital blankets are not very warm, or soft for that matter.  And after the epidural, I actually got to rest a little.  I was getting worn out already.  I never ate breakfast since our appointment at the doctor was so early and they wouldn't let me eat once I got checked into the hospital.  

After I got the epidural, I spent the rest of the day lying there, being turned from one side to the other every so often.  I watched movies, talked to Josh, played on my tablet.  Anything to pass the time.  And the nurses would come check my progress and Joel's heart rate.  And they broke my water sometime in there.  At one point, his heart rate was lower than they would like, since the contractions were too strong.  So they turned down the pitocin, and I got a shot to slow down contractions.  And they kept putting fluid in since they had already broken my water.  And inserted an internal monitor to his head instead of on my belly to more closely measure his heart rate and the strength of the contractions.  Before, he would move around and the heart rate monitor would be off.  I wasn't sure what was really going on, the nurses around me were all moving so fast, so busy.  I just know everything turned out okay, and went back to normal.

Around midnight, I got to 9 or 10cm.  But couldn't push since the doctor had an emergency cesarean section he had to perform.  So around 1am, he came in and checked and had me start pushing and left.  The nurse, Heidi, stayed with us and coached us through pushing.  I pushed for about an hour and a half with no progress.  And probably would have kept pushing like that if they hadn't noticed the meconium.  Joel had had his first bowel movement.  Which is bad since he was breathing it in through the amniotic fluid.  So then they had to get him out more quickly.  I ended up getting an episiotomy,  which helped immensely.  And Dr Glenn used suction to help a little bit to get him out, but luckily not forceps.  He told me the suction just gave the last 10 or 20 percent to help get him out.  He had a hard time getting his head through.  Even with the episiotomy, he still tore his way out a little bit.  Then they took him over to get cleaned off.  I got to see and hold Joel for like 10 seconds before he had to go to NICU to get the meconium out of his little lungs.  Josh went with him to the NICU where they put a sleep apnea machine on him to help get the meconium out.  Luckily, he only had to stay for a few hours.  We got to see him after his bath in the nursery and meet the pediatrician.  Then we got to take him back to our room with us and have skin to skin time that we couldn't do right after he was born.  He was so tiny and precious.  He seems huge now comparatively.  But it is also almost 4 months later.

No Dice

So I had another doctor appointment today.  Heartbeat is still strong.  My belly measured 37 cm today, so he's still growing.  Last week it was 36.  Turns out I'm not dilated at all.  So it has been Braxton Hicks or practice surges.  When the doctor was checking to see if I was dilated and feeling how big he was, he kicked her.  She was surprised and asked was that the baby?  That was a big kick.  He kicked me like twice.  I was just like, yeah.... That wasn't even the strongest he can kick or push back.  What can I say?  He doesn't like being touched or poked.  He is his father's son.

38 Weeks

Well as of today, I am 38 weeks pregnant.  Only 2 weeks left!  It feels like its gone by fast, but at the same time, I feel like I've been pregnant forever.  And this week we're pretty sure I started getting Braxton Hicks or practice surges as they are called in Hypnobirthing.  I don't feel anything, which is weird.  My belly just gets hard.  The only time I notice it is when I'm leaning forward or something and I can feel it against my ribs hard, instead of squishy.  I think at my next doctor appointment on Friday, I'll have her check to see if I am dilated at all.  Cause if not, then its just Braxton Hicks.  I want to at least make it through the rest of this month at work, but at the same time, I'm getting to the point of tired of being pregnant.  I miss being skinny and wearing my old clothes, especially jeans.  I miss being able to wear cute jeans.  I've had to start sleeping in Josh's clothes since a lot of my tshirts are not long enough to cover my bump all the way.

Birth Plan

So Josh and I have been taking a hypnobirthing class to prepare for our little Raptor's birth.  Class the other day was about making a birth plan or your birth preferences.  We actually missed that class.  Josh's work had rented out the aquarium in Draper that same night.  So we went to the aquarium instead.  There's another class on September 13th that I'm going to try to catch while Josh is running his second triathlon.  Making a birth plan/preferences is kind of overwhelming.  So many different options of what to do or not to do.  Josh was a little confused by the whole idea.  His idea of a birth plan is have the baby.  Which is kind of annoying trying to figure out what is and isn't important to me and the baby.  But it's also kind of adorable at the same time.  That is the best plan after all, to actually have the baby.  There's a 4 page list of different preferences in the back of the hypnobirthing book.  I've used that as my starting point and can eliminate from there.  I'm not quite as hippie as a lot of hypnobirthing moms.  And not as anti-hospital and medications.  I just wanted to avoid an epidural if I could.  And the main premise of hypnobirthing is relaxation and staying relaxed.  I won't say no to that.

45 minute call

Most calls at work are around 5-7 minutes.  Or should be.  Every once in a while, you'll get someone with a lot of questions or that takes forever finding their card or something.  Long calls are anything 15 minutes or over.  Tonight, I was talking to a lady for 45 minutes.  I closed the sale, but we were just chatting away about random things.  She was telling me about a car accident she'd been in, and all the problems she had from that.  That started when I asked if she was allergic to any medications.  I mentioned I was pregnant at one point, so she was telling me about the ultrasounds they had when she was pregnant and how they kept telling her the baby was a girl, when it turned out to be a girl.  They never got a good angle or shot on the ultrasounds.  And how her son only wears brand names so boys aren't always cheaper than girls.  All sorts of random things.  She was a funny lady. Apparently she was talking to a girl at the company that does our phone surveys and when she gave her date of birth, the girl said, dang you're old.  And she said and your momma didn't teach you any manners.  Apparently the girl hung up then and a supervisor called her back and apologized saying the girl said whatever came into her mind and was  few cans shy of a six pack.  I hope auditing has fun listening to all 45 minutes of that call.

Glucose Test

So I had to take my glucose test last week.  The test actually wasn't too bad.  The hardest part was fasting for the 3-4 hours before.  I was soo hungry.  I got there, gave them all my information and they gave me GlucoCrush.  I had to drink all 10oz of it in 5 minutes.  50mg of glucose.  I've heard different things from different people.  Some people really like it, others hate it.  For me, it just tasted like orange soda with extra syrup in it.  My doctor told me its common to get nauseous drinking that much sugar on an empty stomach.  It didn't make me feel sick at all, my hands were just a little shaky from all the sugar.  And Raptor was kicking like crazy.  I had to wait an hour and then get blood drawn.  Getting my blood drawn is no big deal now.  The first time I was a little nervous.  I had never had blood drawn before I got pregnant.

We had our doctor appointment this morning.  I was not excited for this appointment.  It was such a relief though when she told my glucose levels were good.  I did not want to be a gestational diabetic.  The doctor said I was slightly anemic, but nothing to be worried about.  I was barely below normal.  Josh is making me eat more red meat now.  In fact, we got burgers on the way back from the appointment.

28 Weeks

As of today, I am 28 weeks pregnant and am starting the third and final trimester!  I can't believe I'm already in the third trimester.  I will have a baby in 3 months.  Where has the time gone?  But at the same time, I feel like I've been pregnant forever.  The sickness of the first trimester seems so long ago.

I have to go do the glucose test to find out if I am a gestational diabetic today.  Boo.  I've been putting it off.  I got the lab request for it, at my last doctor appointment.  Like over 3 weeks ago.  Whoops.  I'm supposed to get it done between 26 and 28 weeks.  And seeing how today marks 28 weeks, and I get off work at 2, I figured today would be the day to do it.  I'm supposed to fast for 3-4 hours before the test. Its only been 2 hours and I am already starving.  At least I only have one hour of work left.  I have been procrastinating this test, since I kind of don't want to know the results.  My mom was a gestational diabetic for all 4 of us and apparently genetics is one of the risk factors for gestational diabetes.  And so is being Asian.  Yay.

On a lighter note, Josh figured out how to work Twitter last night.  It was funny to watch.  Both of his sisters are very into social media and have all sorts of accounts on like Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, etc.  He wanted to show them he was cool too.  He was asking me last night how to write on their wall.  "Wife, how do I tweet something?  Oh, wait, new tweet.  There it is."  And he was so proud of himself for tagging both of them in his tweet and for using a hashtag.

Sooo Tired

This is just me whining, be forewarned.  I am soo tired this morning, I do not want to be awake.  But Wednesday is the day I work the morning shift at work, so I have to be here by 8am.  Which is fine when I'm not pregnant, or at least get a decent night's sleep.  But last night, between the acid reflux and baby waking up at 5am kicking my bladder, I did not sleep very well.  And there has been some back tracking in the fight against morning sickness this week.  So I'm back to taking the zofran at night again.

I pulled up Everything is Awesome from the Lego Movie to wake me up.  And because it was stuck in my head last night.  You should watch it.  Its awesome.

Random Quotes 5/8

So last night we went out for dinner with Josh's cousin and his girlfriend.  I was heating up my leftovers later (since I'm always hungry now) and I was asking if the microwave was the best way to heat up the steak.  Josh's response: steak yes, foil no.  They had lined the takeout box with foil when they boxed up my leftovers.  Me: Really?  I'm putting it on a plate.  Josh:  I didn't know, you can't blame me.  With your pregnancy brain, who knows.

And these are from today.

Me: We're past the point of no return, babe.
Josh: Why?
Me: Baby bump sticks out of a loose t-shirt even now.
Josh: Not really, you look like you could just be a fatty.

I'm walking around getting ready, patting my belly.
Josh: Are you hitting him?
Me: No.  And I can't feel him squirming around, so he can't be that upset about it.
Josh: You're going to make him go deaf.

That husband of mine sure makes me laugh.

Easter Surprise

Swan Lake

Last night we got to see BYU's ballet performance of Swan Lake for free by being guest ushers.  I had never heard of being a guest usher before.  One of Josh's friends and his wife had signed up, but couldn't do it.  So we took their place.  It is not a bad gig.  You are required to wear a white shirt and black pants or skirt and black shoes.  We got there maybe an hour before and wrote our names on our name tags.  All we had to do was pass out programs once the house doors opened at 7 (the show started at 7:30).  Josh was at the main lobby and had the busiest door.  I was upstairs chilling with 2 other guest ushers since they apparently overbooked.  They were 2 girls who were high school juniors in high school.  They were refreshing and entertaining.  We didn't have too many people walk through our door.  A few minutes before the show started, we got our tickets scanned and went to sit down.  And we actually had pretty good seats.  Especially since we didn't pay anything for them.  I have never seen Swan Lake performed before.  The closest I got was the Swan Princess movie.  It was a very good show.  It always amazes me how they are able to tell a whole story with just music and ballet, no words or dialogue.

Chicken Parmesan

I've never made Chicken Parmesan before, but thought I'd give it a try.  I've been looking for new recipes to try to find ones that both Josh and I like to start a recipe book for our family, instead of just using recipes that I have just because I know how to make them.  I wanted to branch out.  And I've always liked Chicken Parmesan at restaurants so I thought I'd give it a try at home.  And since we have morning church, I'd have plenty of time to make it for dinner.  I used a combination of these two recipes from food.com and Favorite Family Recipes.  I didn't make the sauce and just used the Prego I had in the fridge.  But I did follow the second recipe in the fact that I just browned the breaded chicken in some olive oil and finished baking them in the oven and let the oven melt the mozzarella cheese on top.  I was pretty impressed with the finished result, quite tasty, if I say so myself.

Where Does the Time Go?

I just got an email with a subject line of Can you believe it's been 2 years, Lydia A with a link to the proofs of when I graduated from BYU.  Well really when I walked.  I finished classes December of 2010 and walked April 2011.  Has it really been 2 years since I graduated college?  Where has the time gone?  It doesn't seem very long ago, but at the same time feels like a different life.  After I finished in December, I started working at an elementary school as an aide, back when I was planning to go to grad school for Speech Pathology.  I was just taking a year off to get experience and work for a bit before going back to school.  After the school year ended, I started working as a summer camp director at a daycare, which wasn't bad.  I enjoyed taking the kids on field trips and just playing all day.  When school started in the fall is another story.  They had me teaching kindergarten with no experience and or resources.  But that's a rant for another time.  I quickly learned that I did not want to be a teacher and be responsible for these kids education.  Maybe it would have been different if I had gotten a degree in Elementary Ed.  And that feeling of inadequacy started to extend to Speech Pathology as well.  Would I be a good Speech Pathologist?  Did I have what it took?  Could I help these kids?  Or would it just stress me out since there wasn't a guaranteed outcome.  Each child and case is different and requires something different.  Looking back on my time as a speech aide and watching the SLP work, I could be an SLP with the training and experience from grad school.  But is that what I wanted?  I wasn't sure anymore.  After thinking about it and talking to friends and roommates I decided that Sign Language was what I wanted to do.  Speech Pathology just didn't have that same appeal to me anymore.  I absolutely LOVED my sign language classes at BYU.  I've always liked sign language since they had us take it in middle school.  It was something that was fun, and that felt I was good at (when I was actually practicing, I've lost a lot of my sign language now).  I decided that I wanted to go back to school to study ASL and become an interpreter.  I looked into UVU and their program (since BYU doesn't have more than a few ASL classes) and their prices for tuition and was starting to look into loans to go back to school.  My roommate was going to go back for Special Ed and we were going to go to UVU together.  But then I started dating my husband and that got put on the back burner, especially when things started getting more serious.  And that roommate that was going to go back to school with me is now on a mission.  Funny how things don't work out as we plan.  After we got engaged, I decided that I didn't need the experience of working at the daycare anymore since I wasn't going back to school anytime soon and not for Speech.  So I found a new job, the same job I have now at Ingram Medical.  Its been good to me.  I'm able to work full time and make decent money, especially compared to what I was getting at the daycare, with a lot less stress and outside preparation.  This last weekend all of my dad's family got together for my grandpa's 80th birthday party.  My aunt who got me interested in Speech Pathology was asking me if I was going to go back to school.  She and everyone else was saying to go back while you're still young and its less likely you'll go back when you're older.  I don't want to go back to school.  I don't have that desire anymore.  Would it be fun to study sign language?  Sure.  But I can do that on my own.  I still have all my old books and am way below the level I was at.  I can do that on my own time.  I don't need to go back to school for that.  The main reason I was going to go back for an advanced degree is so I would be able to support myself and live on my own and be a grown up outside the Provo bubble.  Getting married has changed that.  Josh just graduated with his Bachelor's and is starting his Master's in the fall.  I've always wanted to be a mom.  That's part of the reason I didn't want to go to grad school.  I had always expected and was told by everyone else that I would get married young.  I don't think anyone expected me to graduate from BYU single.  I'm saying that to sound conceited or anything, that's just how it was and its what the expectation was.  In my parents generation, not many women graduated from BYU, and not as many as do now.  I think that's due to society and culture expectations.  Not as many women were in the workforce as there are now.  And that's another tangent for another time.  Where was I going with this?  Being a mom.  That was always the plan.  That's just it, it was always the plan for the future.  It was always off in the distance.  But its not so far in the distance anymore.  Especially now that we know we are going to stay here for the next 2 years, and that Josh got in with funding for his master's degree.  And its terrifying.  And exhilarating.  The terrifying part is that I like to plan and control things.  You can't really do that with having a baby.  It happens when it happens in the Lord's time.  I don't really like things that are out of my control.  And I have a feeling that when the time comes and we decide we want to start trying to get pregnant, that it is going to be one of those things that will be out of my control.  And that's going to be the hardest part, is to let go of that control I like to hold onto.

Diabetic Kitty?

We have a cash pay program here at work for a free new glucose meter and the strips are $19.95 for 50.  Cash pay doesn't go through insurance or need a script from the doctor, just a credit card on file.  I talked to a lady today to verify a cash pay and how often to send the strips.  She had already given us her credit card, I was just verifying how many strips to send and how often.  And I found out its for her cat.  She made it very clear that the meter and strips are for her cat, not her.  I didn't know people tested their pets blood sugar levels.  And my next question is how do you test a cats blood sugar?  And how do you find out your cat is diabetic?

Awkward Phone Call

I work at a call center for a diabetic mail-order pharmacy.  I used to do sales, but now I work on sales recovery, which are accounts that didn't get sent out or are on hold.  So its mainly fixing problems.  Today, I was calling a guy to get him to call his doctor's office to approve our fax.  The call was going just like any other doctor call, until he started telling me that he had prostate cancer.  Which, again isn't too out of the blue.  Sometimes patients just want someone to talk to.  Its not the first sad story I've heard.  But this is where it takes a turn for the awkward.  He tells me had surgery for his prostate cancer and his doctor told him that he wouldn't be able to have relationships and would need a pump.  Then he is asking me if his insurance would cover that if I could check with the insurance for him.  I told him that we only deal with testing supplies and to ask his doctor when he called him.  And I got off the phone as quickly as I could.  Then I get a message from my supervisor, who happened to be listening to that call, saying "We don't sell penis pumps?  Hahahaha"  Oh the joys of phone sales...

Chick-Fil-A Opening in Murray

Whenever Chick-Fil-A has a grand opening of a new store, they do this whole first 100 thing.  The first 100 people at the location 6am the day before it opens have to stay for 24 hours in the parking and then they get 52 free combo meal coupons the next morning at 6am.  If there are more than 100 people there at 6am the first morning, they raffle off the first 100 spots.  Some of our friends have started the Varsity Parking Lot Camping Team, or VPLCT.  They camp out in parking lots for openings of places and sales and the sort.  I think Chick-Fil-A openings were a big part of starting up VPLCT.   Its pretty routine now.  Josh went up with everyone else Wednesday morning to stay for 24 hours in the parking lot.  I came up that afternoon after work as his guest to stay the night.  And a cold night it was.  We went to bed probably between 11:30 and midnight and they woke us up at 5:30 to start lining up to get coupons.  And since it was cold and Josh and I were on a twin air mattress, we didn't get the best night's sleep.  Especially waking up so early.  We both took a nap this morning while the laundry was going before we had to go to class and work.  Needless to say, caffeine is very much my friend today.

Meatball Mishap

Josh made meatballs for dinner in the crockpot the other day.  It had bubbled over and this what I came home from work to.  And laughed.   And took pictures.  And then cleaned it up.  

Valentine's Day and My 24th Birthday

 What I came home from work to:

I waited for Josh to get off work before opening anything, except the tamales in the brown bag.  I was hungry. 

Reading the card, which fit us pretty well 

This is where Josh thought he was being super clever.  He wrote hope it fits with a winky face on the card.  

And then he put my present in a Victoria's Secret bag 

And it's................... a shoe! 

I had been wanting a new pair of Converse shoes. Josh was slightly dissappointed I waited until he got home to open it.  He was hoping I would be searching the apartment for the other shoe he hid.

I ended up getting Josh a nunchuk controller for the Wii and random other goodies.  I had gotten him a new pair of hair clippers since he was complaining about his old ones.  But while I was at Shannon's bridal shower, Josh and the twins went to NPS where he got a new set for himself for $10.  And the funny thing is I had gone to 3 stores looking for the WAHL clippers and then had to return them.  It makes for a good story though.

For my birthday, we were actually in Vegas.  A friend of ours is leaving for her mission this week and was giving her farewell talk in church.  The only thing we really did in Vegas was go to the Body Worlds Exhibit.  The rest of the time we hung out at the house with everyone in town.  It was a nice weekend, and I totally spaced on taking any pictures.  

Shannon's Baby Shower

Since Shannon doesn't have a facebook anymore, I putting the pictures I took up here instead!  Shannon made sure to pose with all the presents, which makes the pictures that much more fun.

 

While I was at the baby shower, Josh and the twins went to NPS, one of their favorite random stores in Salt Lake.  After they came and picked me up from the baby shower, we went to this great little hole in the wall, Bell's Deli.  The hamburgers were awesome and the BLT was really good too.  We even made it on to the group's facebook page.

I pulled this off the facebook page here

We're famous!