I have a bad habit of popping in and posting then disappearing again.  I'd really like to fix that.  But things have been busy with us lately.

We recently moved in with my parents.  They've given us two rooms; one for us and one for the baby.  They even created a doorway to combine them.  We just got tile done in the baby's room yesterday.

Speaking of the baby, yesterday I hit 16 weeks!  I have an appointment with the birthing center on Monday.  They have an early pregnancy group where I'll get to meet with other pregnant ladies.  I plan on scheduling my gender ultrasound then too, which I know we are both super excited for!

Well that's it for right now. I'll try to get better about updating! Promise! :)

Well, I've decided to cancel my move to WordPress, but in the process I completely messed up my blog URL. 

So right now I am asking you to please not leave my blog!  I will be back up and running shortly!

Thank you SO much for your patience! :)

I'm sure most of you heard about my weekend, but for those of you who haven't -- my house was broken into on Saturday afternoon while Hubs and I were out Christmas shopping.  No one was hurt and nothing was broken, thank goodness.  But whoever did it sure got away with a nice handful of stuff.

• My brand new laptop
• Our other laptop that was 5 months old
• Hubs Xbox
• Gun that my father gave me
• Backpack that Hubs had some stuff in
• Two jewelry boxes
• Watch I gave Hubs last Christmas
• Sapphire necklace and ring set from Hubs
• Pearl necklace and bracelet
• Horseshoe necklace from friend in Minnesota
• Sapphire ring from my parents
• Two dang pillow cases!

From just these items, the Police told us it amounts up to $4,000.

Those are the things we've noticed missing.  There could be more, but I can't remember every single thing that was laying around the house.  I'm not so upset about the stuff, because it's just stuff.  I just feel so violated.  Who ever it was came IN THROUGH MY BEDROOM WINDOW.  He had to have crawled over my bed.  Went throught my underwear drawer.  Now I always feel like we're being watched through our bedroom window.  I'm scared to be home by myself.  That's not a way for anyone to live.

I called my brother (who is a Phoenix Police Officer) once we found out we had been broken into.  He then called a buddy of his that works in my area.  They came out and made a report.  They actually fingerprinted printed this time.  (Last Christmas we were also broken into, but the Police then were not very helpful.)  They got quite a few prints, hopefully one of them matches someone in their database and we can catch the jerk who did this. 

We're going to get out of the neighborhood soon!

Yesterday I received a text message from Hubs saying, "We're moving to Texas in March." I was some what put off by that statement. When he said "we're moving" I had assumed he meant his work, for some reason. So I asked for clarification, but he did not mean his work. He mean "we're" as in him and me.

Him wanting to move comes as no surprise to me. He's been talking about it for at least the past year, maybe longer. Hubs is originally from Alaska, so this hot Phoenix sun is making him melt. We've talked about moving cooler places in state. Such as; Prescott, Prescott Valley, Flagstaff, Chino Valley, etc. Those are all great ideas, but it's not a good time to move. Considering we "own" our house. The market isn't in a good place to sell.

I'm a Phoenix native. This place is all I know, so the idea of moving freaks me out! Moving in state wouldn't be as bad, at least then we would be close enough to both of our families in case anything happened or if we had kids they would still be close enough to see their grandparents often. But moving to another state means losing that closeness with our families. In a way, that's a good thing. It let's us get out on our own.

The crazy thing about it is, the more I think about it, the more I like the idea. Going somewhere new. [Hopefully] meeting new people, making new friends. [Possibly] finding a job that I actually like! The possibilities are endless. Also, we wouldn't be that far away, it's not like we are wanting to move to New York.

Hubs and I have never actually been to Texas before, but one of his close friends is originally from there and would love to go back one day. We've already talked about the fact that we would need to visit Texas first to even see what part of it we would want to live in. He's suggested Tyler, Mesquite and Terrell. Oh how I wish the fictional town of Dillon from Friday Night Lights was real!

Don't even get me started on how awesome it would be to live with all the people from Friday Night Lights. I would be in my own personal version of Heaven.

Have you ever moved out of state? If so, how did it change your life? Was is scary? Do you ever regret it? Do you still talk to/see your families often?