I have two blog-worthy events to write about.
1. Kyle's birthday!
Kyle's birthday was very fun (at least, for me!). I gave him his presents from me in the afternoon before my classes. I gave him a quad with his name on it (he lost his scriptures a while ago), a luxurious Dillards bathrobe that is seriously the softest thing ever (his old bathrobe is really short and he's embarrassed to wear it), and...a Blurb book! Guys, blurb.com is seriously cool. It was time-consuming but a really sentimentally valuable book. I mostly just can't wait for our kids to read it and know what dorks their parents were. It's really cute, and I'm very excited to have it. I mean, for Kyle to have it. Katy also gave him the rest of her presents--a very cool brown tie, a VERY attractive sweater (we're talking REALLY attractive), and a cool shirt. He got lots of clothes this year. He wore the sweater Mom and Dad gave him--I really like it.
That night we had a little birthday party for Kyle, which turned into a bigger party than I was expecting. The pictures are on facebook. It was pretty crowded. But it was fun! I made my first ever round layer cake. With fluffy frosting. I think it turned out well--it even mostly looked like the cakes Mom makes. We had one additional cake for mass consumption, with the words "Gimme yer fingernails!" on it--ah 30 Rock lines. Very appetizing. Lots of people came and we had a good time. The best was when everyone finally left and Cannon started playing piano--that put me out in like 2 minutes. Such a good little nap to such beautiful music! It was painful to get up and go at midnight, but I felt better because I got to witness a post-curfew #8 dance party.



2. My doctor's visit.
So, I've been getting headaches, pretty bad ones, pretty often. But everyone does, so no big deal, right? Well, on Sunday I had the worst headache ever. Like, I was a non-functioning human, crying in the dark in the fetal position. The weird part was that it never really went away. I felt better, but I still have a weird pain in the back of my head, and it's Thursday. The last several days have been pretty bad. So I talked to Mom about it, and she made me promise to go to the student health center today. I totally didn't want to, because I felt stupid going for just headaches. But I went today with Kyle, and it took forever, and we both missed our classes, which sucks. What also sucks is that I've been diagnosed with migraines. I have always felt very lucky to not be someone who gets migraines. I am now very disappointed with myself. Migraines suck. Also, my doctor is worried because of the increasing frequency of these migraines, and wants to make sure I don't have cancer. I have an appointment for a brain MRI on Tuesday (because I'm going out of town this weekend). Now, I'm pretty sure I don't have a brain tumor. If I did, I'd know about it. I'd be manifesting all sorts of interesting super powers right now--which I'm not. So no one should worry about it. It's just a teeny little bit alarming. Plus, I'm pretty claustrophobic, so the thought of an MRI is very uncomfortable. They're going to give me valium though, which is neat--reminds me of Prince Valium in Space Balls. So...yeah. I'll be fine. Plus I get to see a picture of my brain. That's cool.
At home, whenever we go to the doctor we get a treat afterwards. So after we left the health center Kyle and I went to Carrabbas because we've never been there before. Our verdict--meh. It was good, but not THAT good.
This is a very attractive picture of Kyle eating bread at Carrabbas. He's in the hot sweater.

OH another sad thing--the results of my shop-therapy from last week (aka my Forever 21 skirt) came today, and...whoa. I usually get a small size in skirts. Even at Forever 21. So I ordered a small. But this thing was not meant for humans! I mean, LUCY could probably fit this. The blurb about it specifically said "knee length", but it doesn't even get halfway down my thigh! And the waist--the skinniest girls I know might be able to put it on. Katy says that the Cambodian factory workers must be staging a coup or something. So--that makes me sad. Brain tumor AND my new skirt doesn't fit?? This is not cool.
LUCKILY--tomorrow we get to fly to Cailfornai! The hills will be GREEN, and it will be warmer than Utah, and we get to see Lucy walk, and we get to register! I'm very excited.