Monday, December 29, 2008

Our Christmas 2008

While a few of you may all ready have heard, we are telling the story here so we can avoid telling it in person to everyone.
In Mid November, Tia and I thought we wanted to have another baby. We got her IUD out November 7th, and by the 15, we were pregnant. We waited about a month before we told anyone just to make sure we weren't getting some sort of false positive.
Once both of our families found out, we were about to start telling friends and more distant family. That's when Tia began to bleed a little. Since she has had this with both out other children, it was no too concerning, and we went along our merry and excited way. Then, the pain on one side started on about the 20th of December, Saturday. We went to her Cousins wedding that day, but on Sunday, the pain got worse. Monday, we went to her OB and he took some blood for HCG levels and wanted us back on Wednesday for a second round so he could compare the two levels and see if the pregnancy was progressing as should be. We didn't make it to Wednesday. We were at the Cabin Tuesday evening when Tia had to go to bed and she just curled in bed until Midnight it was too bad and we called her Doctor. He told her to get to the nearest E.R. and get checked out. That sent us to Heber Valley Medical just after midnight on Christmas eve Morning. We were there for about 5 hours and they told us they thought we were just miss carrying, the pain is normal, but we may have what is called a Molar Pregnancy where the Placenta is cancerous. There was nothing to do other then let it pass and try to rest. We went back to the cabin and tried to enjoy the rest of Christmas.
The day after Christmas, Friday morning, we got back with her OB and he wanted to re-test what the doctor in Heber had said. Tia was feeling better that day so he sent us home telling us that the doctor in Heber was not an OB fort a reason, and was way off. There was nothing in the Uterus which meant no Molar Pregnancy, but also something else was wrong. He sent us home for the rest of the day but gave us his cell number in case the pain came back and told us NOT to leave the valley. He said if there is something wrong, he wants us where he can get to us.
No big deal the rest of that day, and we even got a good nights sleep that night.
Saturday morning everything started well. I got up and got the kids changed and ready for the day, then asked Tia to get up and make the kids breakfast while I showered for work. I was in the shower for about 15-20 minutes when I got out to the kitchen ready to go to work, only to find Tia on the floor in the kitchen curled up in pain. She said it was different then the pain she had the other day, and was covering more of her abdomen then last time. She thought it was just bad cramps leading to the miss carriage, which we expected. I called her sister Tiana who is in town and asked her to come down and be with her and the kids since Tia didn't think she needed to go to the doctor, but I could see she wasn't going to be much good for the kids. Tiana got there and off to work I went. It was now 9:30 and I told Tia that if the pain hadn't reduced by 10:00, we were going to the E.R. at Davis where our doctor wanted us. I was at work for about 10 minutes when Karyn, Tia's mom called and said she had just been on the phone with Tia, and it was getting worse and to get her to the Hospital. We got to Davis Hospital just after ten, and Tia was in Emergency Surgery by noon. Turns out the pregnancy was an Ectopic, meaning it was in her Fallopian Tube, and it had BURST. She was bleeding to death.
They got her out of Surgery just before 2pm. Her mom had come down from the cabin and was there with me at the hospital. The doctor came out just as soon as he could and told us they were not able to fix the tube because of such severe damage. That meant Tia would only have one working Ovary and Tube for any future pregnancy. He said he did preserve the tissue so that if we had difficulty getting pregnant from the one side alone, he would go back in and try to reattach the tube on the damaged side. Other then that, they were able to stop all the bleeding, performed a D and C which removes all the pregnancy tissues, and stabilize Tia from losing 1.5 pints of blood. She was a lot closer to death then anyone thought.
Now we've had a few days to rest, with the help of Tia's Mom mostly, and certainly a few others including a few of Tias brothers and sisters. Tia is still recovering at home for now, then will go to the cabin with her family for the rest of the week so she can get well, and have help with the kids while I stay home and go to work.
All things considered, we are very fortunate to to have Tia with us still, and I am grateful to everyone for all the help. I love my wife very much and am glad the doctors were able to catch the problem before it got any worse. I'm grateful again to everyone that has helped us out, called with love, and said prayers in our behalf. You're welcome to call Tia at home if you like, but now you know the story, and maybe she won't have to go over it too many times more.

Love you all,
Ryan.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Thanks for this one Mel

Ok so I too am a huge fanpire of twilight, "ryan stop laughing...it's a word ok.". I have been obsessed for quite some time now and seeing the movie last week was like throwing gasoline on the flames. Since then I have been reading, watching, and searching out all things twilight. My favorite came from one of the coolest cats I know. Mel, this is a gigantic thank you for posting this hilarious rejected screenplay on your blog. To all of my peeps..please enjoy.

MY SCREENPLAY ADAPTATION OF STEPHENIE MEYER'S "TWILIGHT"By Eric D. Snider
Scene 1
BELLA: I'm sad to leave the hellish, uninhabitable wasteland of Phoenix to live in a rain-soaked town full of rubes. I wish everything about my comfortable and privileged life were completely different!DAD: Hi, Bella! Welcome to Forks, Washington. I'm glad you've stopped playing mother to your own flighty, irresponsible mom and come here to be my mother instead. BELLA: It will be my pleasure to cook and clean for you.DAD: I bought you an old truck from an Indian in a wheelchair!BELLA: I ... have no response for that.
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Scene 2
BELLA: It's tough being the new kid in school! Especially when everyone is so friendly and helpful and interested in me. Why can't they just leave me alone so I can sit in the corner and cut myself? CLASSMATE: You're awesome, Bella!BELLA: See what I have to put up with? Hey -- who are those hot people over there?CLASSMATE: Those are the Cullens. They avoid direct sunlight, they don't eat food, they sleep in coffins in a graveyard, and holy water burns them. I think they're Canadians.BELLA: They sure are spectacularly gorgeous.CLASSMATE: Yes, they are.BELLA: I mean seriously, those people are BEAUTIFUL. Especially the one who keeps looking at me. Man alive, that guy is stunning. I mean, wow. He is hot buttered seduction on a stick. I'm not interested in him sexually, of course, because sex is dirty, but wow -- LOOK AT HIM! Yee-ikes! Hubba hubba! If you don't mind, I'd like to spend the next 75 pages talking exclusively about how attractive he is, and then bring it up again every paragraph or so for the remaining 400 pages. CLASSMATE: Knock yourself out.
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Scene 3
EDWARD: Hi, I'm Edward. I'm every girl's fantasy boyfriend: moody, humorless, violent, capable of snapping your spine with my bare hands, liable to do creepy things like watch you while you're sleeping, but also really cute. BELLA: There is something strange about you.EDWARD: (recoils at her garlic breath) I don't know what you mean.BELLA: I just can't put my finger on what it is.EDWARD: (lifts automobile with one hand) You're imagining things. BELLA: I feel like you're hiding something from me.EDWARD: (grabs passing rabbit with lightning speed; drinks rabbit's blood) Don't be silly!BELLA: It's like you're different somehow.EDWARD: (turns into bat; flies away)BELLA: Hmm. I bet he's gay.
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Scene 4
JACOB: You should be careful with those Cullens. Many moons ago, our tribe's elders, who were werewolves, made a pact with the Cullens, who were vampires. They're not allowed on our land, not even at our casinos.BELLA: What, still? Even after all this time has passed?JACOB: Nope.BELLA: Since when do white people honor treaties with Indians?JACOB: I know, right? BELLA: Let me guess -- you're a character whose only job is to provide exposition, and you won't be useful until the next book.JACOB: Yes. At the earliest.
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Scene 5
BELLA: Thanks for saving me from that mob of guys who attacked me in the street! It's a good thing you obsessively stalk me while simultaneously insisting you want nothing to do with me. EDWARD: No problem. If anyone's going to tear you limb from limb and gorge themselves on your sweet, delicious, life-giving blood, it's going to be me.BELLA: Aw, you say the nicest things! I'm pretty sure you're a vampire, that I'm in love with you, and that part of you wants to kill me.EDWARD: Don't be silly. It's not just part of me.BELLA: LOL!
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Scene 6
EDWARD: You know what vampires love? Baseball!BELLA: Really? EDWARD: Sure! Haven't you ever heard of vampire bats?
(Crickets.)
EDWARD: Anyhoo, these are the vampire friends I live with, the Cullens. They've been very eager to eat you.BELLA: You mean meet me?EDWARD: Meet you. What did I say?ALICE: I'm Alice! I can see the future, but only when it's useful to the plot. For example, right now: Look out for those mean vampires barging in from the forest!MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES: Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum! I smell the blood of a human!EDWARD: Stay away from her! Bella, you'd better go. I don't want you to have to see me fight this guy for your honor, our muscles straining as we grapple, the air thick with testosterone and the sounds of our throaty snarling.BELLA: Right! I wouldn't want to see that! Especially not if your shirts got torn off!
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Scene 7
MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES: You puny humans are so predictable and weak. Now I've got you alone, free to toy with you and torture you and deliver lengthy explanatory monologues to you! I just hope I don't waste so much time fartin' around that when I finally do decide to kill you it's too late because Edward and the Cullens have arrived to save you!BELLA: That would certainly be an unusual twist!MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES: I must say, I can see why Edward likes you. Your smell is overpowering!BELLA: Oh, you can smell that? Sorry, I thought I could sneak one out....MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES: Never mind! At last it is time for me to--EDWARD: Not so fast, Count Jerkula!MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES: Edward! And the Cullens! Who could have foreseen your perfectly timed arrival?!ALICE: I could have! Didn't, but could have!
(Fighting ensues. MEAN VAMPIRE JAMES is vanquished.)
EDWARD: Bella! Are you OK? He bit you! I've got to suck out the vampire poison!BELLA: Edward, you don't have to make up excuses to put your mouth on me. I mean honestly, who ever heard of "vampire poison"? EDWARD: I'm serious! It's coursing through your veins as we speak!BELLA: Uh-huh. Whatever you say, Powder.
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Scene 8
BELLA: Why did you bring me to the prom, Edward? You know I can't dance, and that I hate it when people tell me I'm beautiful, which happens all the time. EDWARD: I don't want your dangerous psychological infatuation with a vampire to interfere with your regular life. BELLA: But I want to BE a vampire! I want you to do it to me. It will strengthen our love for each other. I want to become one with you. And what better night than prom night? We can do it in the back of the limo.EDWARD: Wait, what are we talking about? BELLA: I don't know. All the metaphors have started to run together. EDWARD: You're sure you want to be a vampire?BELLA: Yes.EDWARD: Well, how about if I press my lips against your throat in an ambiguous way, just enough to ensure that readers come back for the sequel?BELLA: It's a deal.


Saturday, November 22, 2008

10-4 Good Buddy Tag


Ok thanks Ash. The point of this tag is to post the 10th picture in your 4th folder. This one was totally appropriate for today. This was Kaylie's first BYU Utah game. Every year we get dressed up and head up to Nate and Angela's house for a display of a totally gentle man screaming at the TV, throwing couch pillows, and jumping up and down bellaring...go baby...go baby...Go Baby..GO BABY...Yeah!!!!! To me it is more entertaining than the game itself. Love it...Live it, huah Nate.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

A Sticky Situation


This is what I woke up to yesterday. I heard Kaylie wake up and get moving at about 7. At 8 I realized that she'd been a bit too quiet for a bit too long so I went to investigate and this is what I discovered. Ryan had left some melting Carmel out on the table and Kaylie was so happy about it.

YUM!!!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Four years ago today I made the best decision of my life. It is our aniversary today and I am more in love with Ryan Uzelac now than ever. He is my best friend, my biggest support, my sweetheart. Ryan is everything I ever wanted and everything that I didn't know that I wanted. I have compiled a few of the moments in our life together that I look look back on often. They explain without words why I adore him so much. I can't wait to spend eternity with you Ry. Happy Anniversary babe.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Making T and JC Super Jealous

Some of you may know that the Bank of Utah has season Jazz tix. Every once in a while that works out to my benefit. We had the opportunity to go to the Jazz vs. Clippers game last night. I love it. Thanks so much Dad. It was a flipping blast! Here are some things I loved about it...
Getting some much needed time with my sweetheart

Seeing sweet action like this...Go Boozer!!!

This super fan behind me who got sloshed half way through the first quarter and bellowed hilarious game commentary the entire game. I spent more time laughing at his comments about the guy who came out to mop the sweat off of the floor and random rooooaaaarrrs than I did watching the game. He actually got so worked up that at times Syd and I were showered with his super fan spit. priceless.


Witnessing a totally interesting phenomenon. During the 2nd quarter I stepped out to hit the restrooms when I came upon a group of about 100 Jazz fans huddled around a big screen tv. After closer observation I saw that they were watching the U of U game. I got a chuckle out of the fact that these people payed good money for jazz tickets and were spending their time in front of a tv. Funny.


They got these 3 cute little kids to run after the Jazz bear copying tricks that he did to the song "Bear Necessities". It was the cutest dang thing ever. One of the little bears wasn't done in the spotlight as the players stepped on the court. He ran away until the jazz bear caught him. Go baby go baby go.


Seeing my hubby relax and smile

Spotting hairstyles that I totally want to copy

And spotting some that I did not

Great company. If you don't know my cousin Syd and her husband Blake...too bad for you. They're some of the funniest people on earth and we had a fantastic time with them.



People dressing their kids up for the game. I saw the cutest little family. Mom and dad were Boozer and Korver and fat little baby was a basketball. I was dying.



Picking up new moves for my bedroom routines.


Uh...Winning


On the walk back to the car noticing that my favorite time of year is just around the corner

As we walked out of the good old Energy Solutions Arena, we witnessed a pissed Clippers fan hit a Jazz fan with his car. Apparently it was an accident and no one was seriously injured ...but still on behalf of all of us, I'd like to offer a Boooo Clippers.


Knowing that my husband loves me even if I am a spaz


Waiting in this line to get out of the Gateway underground parking

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Cute Cousins

One of our favorite things in the world is spending time with our kid's darling cousins. As you can see, our family has been blessed with a run of beautiful babies. These are some pics from the past few week's adventures with their cousins.


Picture after painting pumpkins at miss Lola's 2nd birthday


Our two little Material Girls (Brynlee and Kaylie) in action

K pulling Con and J around Gardner Village


Triumphant K and Brock after tackling the Wall by themselves

A really fun ride back from an afternoon at the park

Precious Pics of our Kids





Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Do you believe in Karma?

A note on Karma. After my little grasshopper trick with the kids I've just been waiting for Karma to pounce on me like a hungry puma; and pounce it did. Saturday night we were at the cabin. It was twilight and I decided to take Kaylie on a 4 wheeler ride after about an hour of her insisting, "mommy take da apples to da pussies(horses)?" It is the first time this year that it's been truly chilly, it had been raining all day so there were huge puddles on the ground , and Ryan and Conner were in no mood to brave the dark and cold so we bumbled down the hill on the 4 wheeler together...alone. We came to the top of the little hill by the coral and K and I dismounted. There I walked my sweet daughter on my shoulders, an apple in each of her little hands, to give the horsies a treat. Needless to say they loved it. Kaylie laughed incessantly as they whinnied and chewed loudly. She got up the courage to pet them and after a little persuasion she even fed them out of her own hand. It was a total success for self confidence. "You go girl", I thought as I witnessed her overcome one fear after another. We watched them trot back down to the bottom of the basin and i decided that it was probably time to start heading back. As we came to the crest of the hill, there they were, my personal 4 legged hell. There a mere 15 yards ahead of us stood 8 huge blood thirsty deer. I counted 7 females and then spotted him. The gigantic 6 point buck locked eyes with me and huffed. I let out a small but distinct whimper. He wasted no time in positioning himself firmly in between Kaylie and I, and his herd. I froze. for half a second I thought of turning on my haunches, picking up Kaylie and making a run for it. Then I realized what easy...slow targets we would be on foot. "Oh shit!" I thought realizing that the 4 wheeler was still another 3 feet ahead of me. I had to move toward them before I could move away. I took a deep breath, and put Kaylie on my back so that if he charged, the razor sharp antlers would impale me, hopefully keeping my daughter alive and safe. I took the horrifying but necessary three steps to the machine. He answered with two menacingly deliberate steps to close the distance between us even more. My eyes teared up. I pushed the ignition. Nothing. I repeated the phrase "don't panic Tia...don't panic" to myself, as the buck stood there not breaking his intimidating gaze for a second. I pushed the button two more times and by the grace of God the engine roared to life. The females all startled bounced back a few yards but not the buck. He took a wide stance shoulders down, eyes still on us. I threw it into reverse and jolted back. I turned and raced toward safety. Towards Ryan. In my haste and unwillingness to avert my eyes unable to believe that we weren't being chased by the beasts, I hit more than my fair share of puddles on the way back home. By the time we reached the threshold of the cabin we were covered in thick russet clay mud, I had mascara down my cheek and on my neck from crying, both of our hair was a ratted windblown mud crusted mess and my Kaylie was in desperate need for some cocoa. Ryan took care to calm me down, even though I know that he wanted to laugh his @$$ off at the absurdity of the experience. And chances are that you too are thinking to yourself what a sniveling, shivering idiot I am, and you may just be right. But chances are that if you are reading this blog we are either family or dear friends so you have no choice but to love me regardless of how crazy I am.

I am now convinced in the ancient truth of karma. From here on out I will only be sending butterflies, daises, and metaphorical rays of sunshine into the cosmos. That is until I concoct another "too good to miss" trick.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

First Trick of the Trick or Treat Season

The kids are healthy again! Yay! And so the trick or treat season begins at the Uzelac household.

The Victims

Brynlee Butterfield, Braedon Butterfield and Kaylie Uzelac


The Inspiration
While taking a dirty diaper outside, this gigantic grass hopper lept onto my shirt. AHHHHH. I had to have it. It was perfect. I captured the creature and the games began.


The Bait


A mysterious present (no kid can resist a mysterious present) c'mon people this is too easy!


The Game

Eenie meenie minie mo was the only fair way to decide who the lucky present recipient would be. Kaylie Won.
The Moment
Kaylie gloated to her cousins that she had won the eenie meenie minie mo game with a little victory "na na na na na" then set to open her prize. The second the box was opened not only did the hopper bound out of the but the three kids screamed then bolted in all directions to avoid the beast. All the while I was snapppng pictures in hystarics a safe distance away. My mom swears that this is child abuse but I'm convinced it's just good clean fun. The evidence to support my claim lies in the fact that after the innitial shock of him, Kaylie got to love him so much that she gave him a name, "Harry Hopper" and she and Brynlee followed him giggling in delight as he bounced all over the living room. That is until it sufficiently grossed me out to have Mr. Hopper bouncing all over my living room.
Once again...It's all about the little things people

Monday, September 29, 2008

New but Used


Outside Closed

Out Side Front

Out Side Front

Out Side Back

Out Side Back

Master Suite King Size Bed

Kitchen

Dinning Area

Heater

Fridge and Sink

Stove

Stove Out Side

Shower

Toilet



This summer our family had the oportunity to use my brothers pop-up tent trailer for our River Trip and Family Reunion. After which, Tia and I desided we needed our own. I saw this one at an auto auction I was at in August, and bought it. Now after having it a few weeks, we've desided to sell it and re-invest into some home updates instead. So if you or any one you know may be interested, please let me know. I know how cheesey it is to use our blog to help sell it, but I'm not Tia, I'm a saleman. More info on KSL, ad number 4395344.

Ryan