Sunday, January 8, 2012

BLESSED is the SEASON...

Which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of LOVE.
 Oh Christmas how I love you. I love you even more this year because you became my little boys First Christmas. I experienced a new JOY during Christmas this year. It's so different being on the 'other side' for the first time on Christmas. By 'other side' I mean the 'parent side'. There's still all of the happiness and excitement as before, just in a different aspect--it was amazing, hands down. The look on Beckahm's face when we came downstairs to all of the presents and toys set out was PRICELESS! I could have watched him slowly tear into the presents,crinkle the wrapping paper and take tastes of it here and there, ALL DAY LONG. Note for the new parent: it's all about the boxes and wrapping paper-forget the toys...lol. This was David and I's 8th Christmas together..that is so crazy to me! 2nd as an old married couple..but this old lady finally got a new TV from her old man so I couldn't be more thrilled! Thanks babe, you're the greatest, sexiest old man I know =).

Although we still take turns at each others parents house on the holidays, we're lucky to have our families live so close to each other. This made it so we were able to spend a couple days before Christmas with my family, then headed over to Monroe on Christmas Eve to spend the rest of the holidays with David's family. 
Christmas is usually the one time throughout the year that I'm able to get together with most of my family and just hang out, be lazy, eat and well eat some more. It's one of my favorite because I get to spend numerous days with my sister just telling stories and laughing our butts off. I feel deprived since she lives so far away so when we get together no one else can really get a word in (sorry for those of you affected by this, Husband mostly) =). Oh what I would give to convince that girl that the right thing to do would be to just move in with us...Beckahm would have a hay day, and would probably be spoiled beyond repair haha. My family means the world to me and to be able to spend these couple days with them was amazing and so much fun. Beckahm was completely spoiled by ALL of them and he loved every second of it. My Dad is so funny and cautious around him. Before we arrived at home I got a call from my Dad saying that him, Kris and Sky had all come down with a bit of a sickness and maybe we better not stay at the house because he didn't want to pass it onto Beckahm...After receiving this call my sister must've found out about it and sent a text 'post Dad's call' reassuring me that everything would be lysoled and 'sick free' and told me we would be staying there no matter what. It was so funny to me. Needless to say, we of course did not want to upset the Auntie so we stayed. My dad came prepared with masks to cover his mouth to not pass on the sickness....I don't remember ever laughing so hard at something in my life, the moment he walked up the stairs with that on. He is so hysterical and is constantly cracking me up. That guys got quite the personality. I don't get to see Sky near enough so to spend these couple days with him was so much fun. It was so awesome to watch his face when he opened his IPad that he got for Christmas. He always says the funniest things when he gets something 'big' like that. It's kind of almost been a tradition each year to get him something that's a bit of a shocker just to see and hear his reaction. "Oh my gosh I cannot keep this" "You need to take this back" "This is way too much" "Seriously, take it" "This is not for real" His reactions are the best. He's so respectful and appreciative and I am so so beyond proud of him for the person he has become. My sister has since gained the nickname of Auntie Santie because she is THE Santa Clause..OH my goodness! This girl filled our entire living room with gifts and was constantly throwing another one here, another one there. Although she goes WAAAAAY overboard, we love her so much for it. She is the most selfless, thoughtful, caring and loving person in the world. I'm so very grateful I got to spend these couple days with some of the people I love most. Thank you for making Beckahm's First Christmas so memorable and so enjoyable. I love you all so very much!

Phew! One Christmas celebration down and one to go. Next we headed off to David's parents house. We arrived on Christmas Eve and prepared to eat until our hearts were content. David's dad always plans out huge amazing meals, something we ALWAYS look forward to of course. We all helped make some dishes that would be served throughout dinner. All in all we had like 8 appetizers I believe, but of course had some breaks to bust out a little youtube and some crazy dances, pretty sure our nieces, along with Beckahm all thought we were a bunch of crazies! It was so much fun though. I need to snatch the videos Dev got of everyone gettin down, especially Gary, man he's got some moves! Loved it! And Steph even taught us some of her amazing swing/country dancing skills =). The main course was absolutely DELISH with turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, grandmas amazing homemade rolls and rasberry honey butter, pepsi....all of my favorite things. It was absolutely to die for! All of it! After we finished up dinner we got to talk to Dustin..or shall I say Elder Bishoff on the phone for about an hour. It was so much fun to talk to him and hear him in his Korean accent. After getting all of the kids to bed, we stayed up with Dan and Michelle and the parents to get all of Santa's gifts out for him. Christmas morning came soon enough...and back at it we were =). I loved watching Mya and Lexi come out to see what Santa had brought them, their faces were so stinkin cute. Mya got an awesome dollhouse that I'm totally jealous of and she loved every second of it! Lex got a big princess vanity set with a built in piano..I think Santa treated them pretty well! I can't wait until Beckahm is at that age where he understands what's really going on and can get so excited over it all. We had most of David's family all there with us at Christmas, the parents, grandparents, Dan, Michelle and girls, Steph, Dil and Dev. It was a house full and so so much fun. The house was definitely destroyed after we all got finished with it! I absolutely love big family get togethers and am so happy to be a part of the Bishoff Family. I think I inherited some pretty good relatives out of the whole deal =). And it's always a plus having even more sisters to hang out with and compare stories with. Michelle is such a wonderful mother and the sweetest person I know. I'm grateful to have her to answer all of my silly questions about motherhood and to have someone to laugh with when our crazy husbands end up doing the same quirky things. Soon enough we'll be helping Steph plan her wedding and we'll all be able to make even more memories together, I cannot wait. Did I mention Steph is getting married?! This was such exciting news and I couldn't be more happy for her and Tim. She is an amazing person and is so deserving of someone that will treat her great and be the best husband in the world, I think Tim will do a pretty good job at that! I love being an Aunt and being able to celebrate these holidays with my three beautiful nieces. How wonderful it is for us to all be so close and able to visit each other as much as we do. We were able to spend three days at The Bishoff house before we had to head home to get back to work. It was such a nice break to be able to just relax and spend some good quality time with so much of our family. We love you all so much and look forward to the next time we'll all be able to get together again!

Merry Christmas!!!


Obsessed with this face

First present of the day
The infamous 'sick' mask

Family Christmas Pic
The IPad =]


He was lovin every second of it all!

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All of B's Christmas Loot...Holy cow!
Posing by the awesome blanket Grandma Cindy made for him!





Christmas Morning
Mya w/her new dollhouse

Beckahm got his first piano!...Of many =)

Lex opening all of her gifts


Beckahm and all of his favorite cousins

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Las Vegas Here We Come!

While I sit here contemplating how to start this post it's hard to not look back on all of the experiences, people and memories that have brought me to this point in my life. After graduating high school, continuing my education was by far the number one priority in my life. This was so true that I even decided to start into school during the summer versus waiting to start in the Fall.

I started at Snow College and FELL IN LOVE! With the school that is, well, and the town, the people, Kent's Market workers and their fabulous Pepsi!, My favorite Maverick worker and his 'to die for' long hair, My FAVORITE professor of all time, Senor Schiffman, My Aerobics Class and rad instructor, My Poly friends and all of the luau dances they taught me while living at The Beach House, Daily ring around the blocks with my best friend Kirstin belting out some Spice Girls along the way, All of my coworkers from the Registration Office (Lacey, you kept me sane and are truly one of my very best friends), Subway, Beach Bumz and Sami's Cafe...I could go on and on, but I want to actually finish this post, so I'll stop at that. Anyways...this place helped me to LOVE school even more. It helped me to want to continue into something that I knew I would love doing for the rest of my life. I love looking back on these experiences. Some Ephraim times weren't all that great, but great things came out of all of them. One of the hardest choices I had to make in my life...knowing it may hurt someone else...in turn, helped me reunite with my one true love, and was just one small step that helped me get to the point I am today. Married to my best friend, and truly the only man I could ever see myself with. Really, this was the only, truly difficult, experience that I faced while in Ephraim. Calling off that engagement taught me so many life lessons. It helped me grow as a person. It helped me solidify the fact that I was so in love, just not with him. Oh Ephraim how you are missed. I will be back one day, I just know it.

After graduating from Snow with my Associate of Arts/Spanish, I continued through to SUU. Honestly I never saw myself at SUU I thought it would always be the University of Utah for me...what brought me here I don't know, but I'm so glad. Once again I FELL IN LOVE! With all of my punk friends that are still punks haha, but life longers- Spencer, BJ, Radio, Frankie, Rob, Coop, Randall.. I miss their lovely faces every day! I miss my amazing job, seriously, who would've thought Denny's would change my life? I was always so ashamed to say I applied for work at Denny's haha...it felt so...what's the word I'm looking for...ghetto maybe? Well...it did...But it wasn't. It was so far from that it was ridiculous! I loved my job from the moment I took that first order, how funny does that sound?! I made relationships there that will always be in my life. And as with everything, experiences I'd rather forget. I miss my 2nd Dad, my boss Doc. I appreciated everything he did for me and all of the advice he always gave me, one of my favorite (ripping me a new one in the front of the restaurant in front of all of the customers because I pierced my eyebrow)...Oh Doc, you will always be my favorite. You trusted me to manage your restaurant, I don't know why you did, but I'm grateful for that. I'm grateful for all of the leadership opportunities this position provided me with. Thank you, thank you. This job brought so many great friendships, friendships I'll never be able to replace, Mckenzie, Charvel, Damaris, Celeste, Franard, Matt, Kansas, Jamer, Beison, Britt, Bethany, Cindy, Idonna...I love these people so much and even though I'm not able to see them everyday like old times I'm always thinking of them and all of the fun memories we made together! I miss practicing my spanish with the dishwashers in exchange for teaching funny english words haha..good times. I spent a good chunk of my life in this place and wouldn't change it for the world. I learned. I grew. I became a better person. I loved. I lost. I survived woo!

After graduating from SUU with my Bachelor's in Exercise Science I decided to move to St. George. I needed a change. I needed to be closer to David. I needed to figure my life out and focus on more than just school. This was the first move that wasn't a decision solely based because of a location of a school. I decided to take time off, to stop working so much, and work on my relationship with [future] husband =). I definitely do not regret the two years I took off of school, but man, I sure did get a little off track with the whole school thing. I was on a roll for a minute. I just call those two years works in progress. I accomplished so many things outside of school that NEEDED to be done. That I'm so so happy I did. If you're asking yourself what am I getting at in this post...well here we go...

I started my application process to enter a Master's Program in Occupational Therapy in May of 2011. After I had Beckahm I went to town on filling out applications and collecting recommendation letters, transcripts, money ughhh, the whole nine yards. But I was bound and determined to finally finish my schooling. To get it done and over with before Beckahm is older so I am able to spend my time with him...and any kidlings that may be in our future =). I finally finished and submitted all of my applications in July and then got to play the waiting game. In November I received a call from Touro University (Located in Henderson, NV) asking if I would be interested in an interview for placement into their program. I was so stoked. Not only was this the program I wanted due to the fact that it's an Accelerated Program and only two years long versus the normal three, it was the closest school I had applied to, meaning, closer to family! I set my interview for the soonest date possible and on Nov. 17th I headed down. The interview started at 8 AM and was scheduled to end at 2 PM. This was by far the longest six hours of my life! I've never had so many interviews in one day! But all in all it was a great day and I was excited to find out their decision, although it was nerve racking because they only choose a measly 34 out of on avg. about 450 applicants, so my chances seemed slim...The next week we went home for Thanksgiving and came back to find a mailbox full of random ish....amongst this random ish was a letter. It was from Touro. I all of the sudden wasn't so excited. I started to play out all of the situations that could happen, ways to cope with being denied...I just held on to the envelope for a while. After fighting it for about ten minutes, I decided to take a look inside..I opened it to find a letter starting out with Dear Shantel Bishoff, It is our pleasure......and that's about as far as I got. I cannot even begin to describe how excited I was. I didn't know how, or why, but I was totally okay with it. I feel so blessed. starting in July I am going to be part of the 2014 Graduating Class from Touro University with a Master of Science in Occupational Therapy. Oh what a great feeling that is.

I'm so excited for this new adventure for my family and I. I'm excited to live in a new place that's a little more diverse. I'm excited to finally finish what I started 8 years ago! I'm excited to take the necessary steps needed to finally immerse myself in a career I will absolutely love. I'm excited to be an Occupational Therapist. I'm excited to be able to help people in so many different walks of life. I'm excited to finally conquer a goal I've had set for myself for so long. I'm excited. I'm grateful my husband is so supportive and willing to make this move so that I am able to do what I love. He is so great. I can't wait for all of the fun new experiences we will make while we're down in Vegas.


Sooooooo excited!!!
'said' Acceptance Letter


B wanted in on the celebration



Soon to be Vegas Family

He has the cutest little smirk


Such a random picture but I loved Beckahm's face so had to add it..don't mind my half naked husband he had just finished football practice =)
Love my bug

"There is nothing wrong with change, if it's in the right direction." Here's to becoming official residents of Nevada!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

A Sense of Realization...

A time comes in your life when you finally get it...when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes. This is your awakening.

You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change...or for happiness, safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that you are neither Prince Charming or Cinderella and that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you...and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance. You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are...and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions. And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself...and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.

You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected. You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and not everyone will always be there for you and that it's not always about you.

So you learn to stand on your own and take care of yourself...and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance. You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties...and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness. You realize that much of the way you view yourself, and the world around you, is as a result of all of the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your pysche. And you begin to sift through all of the junk you've been fed about how you should behave, how you should look, how much you should weigh, what you should wear, what you should do for a living, how much money you should make, what you should drive, how and where you should live, who you should marry, the importance of having and raising children, and what you owe your parents, family and friends.

You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with...and in the process you learn to go with your instincts.

You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop  maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix. You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life. You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing.

You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake. Then you learn about LOVE. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. And you learn that alone does not mean lonely. You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly okay...and that it is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want...and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands. You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity and respect and you won't settle for less.

And you learn that your body really is your temple.  And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise.  You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.

You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve...and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy. You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen. More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance.

You also learn that no one can do it all alone.. and that it's okay to risk asking for help. You learn the only thing you must truly fear is the greatest robber baron of all: FEAR itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms. And you learn to fight for your life and not squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.

You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people. On these occasions you learn not to personalize things. You learn that GOD isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It's just life happening. And you learn to deal with evil in it's most primal state-the ego. You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.

You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls. You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself, by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire.

And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility. Finally, with courage in your heart and GOD by your side you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.

Be Thankful

This year we were able to spend Thanksgiving in Aurora at Aunt Debbie and Uncle Mel's House. Our Thanksgiving is so much fun there, not only because we get to see everyone, but also because we spend it in a garage. This garage isn't just any garage though, it's HUGE, and also comes equipped with a built in heater. It's awesome. And gives more than enough room for everyone to be able to hang out in there together rather than having to spread out throughout an entire house. This was Beckahm's first Thanksgiving. He has no idea how much he's going to love this holiday and all of the good food that always comes with it! While he was sitting on Aunt Deb's lap she asked if he had started table food yet, we told her no and glanced over and there was B getting fed mashed potatoes with some sips of diet coke..haha..he wasn't a fan. We'll stick to the baby food for now.


Thanksgiving is such a great holiday to remember all of the small and simple things that we need to and should be thankful for. I wish that it didn't take a holiday to sometimes sit down and just be so grateful for so much, but I'll be the first to admit that life gets crazy and unfortunately it does take the holidays to get me into that mode sometimes. That is definitely one of my new year's resolutions. To give thanks in everything and always count all of our many blessings. I am so very grateful for my husband and the huge blessing he has been in my life. He has been a part of my life for the last 9 years (going on 10) and I honestly don't know where I'd be without him. He's the most kind, caring, loving guy I've ever met and I feel so lucky to be able to call him mine. He is always making me and Beckahm laugh. He is the greatest. I always knew he would be an amazing dad and he has more than exceeded my expectations in that area. I am grateful for our sweet little Beckahm and the person he has helped me to become. I didn't know such a great love existed. How I love this little boy.

Thanksgiving is usually a pretty hard holiday due to the fact that most times it lands on my moms birthday. I'm ready to be done having to celebrate the holidays without her. She is always thought of, but sometimes that's just not enough. I hate that she is having to miss so much of what is happening, the hardest part is knowing that it's hard for her too. I hope when she does get to come home that she'll tell her story. Her story about how SHE is a SURVIVOR. She deserves to be home with her family enjoying her life. It's hard knowing that so many people only know the 'hearsay' about her story, the most minute details were always left out. Which honestly is fine, it's fine because we DO  know, we always will, the past is the past and I can't wait to leave it there and have her home so we can throw big birthday and holiday celebrations for Grandma Cindy. I can't wait for her to finish her book about her amazing life story, a life story that is hands down going to have a happy ending. As hard as it is sometimes, I'm so thankful for the time that we've lost with each other. I'm thankful that the importance of family and spending time together has such a greater and deeper meaning for my family and I. I'm grateful because it helped shape who I am. It helped me become a better wife and mother, I know it did. It has helped to always remember to never take the small amount of precious time we have with each other for granted, ever. It helped me to always listen to all sides of a story and definitely not judge a book by it's cover (or a person by the story others tell). I'm so very grateful for my mom and all of the lessons she has helped me learn along the way. I'm grateful that she is able to be a role model for so many young girls that have ended up in bad situations. I'm grateful to know that her story is being told and is helping so many other people in the system. I'm grateful for all of the officers that are not just officers, but great friends with her and our family. I'm grateful for second chances. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have and can only hope that I will pass it on to my children and help mold them into being amazing, caring, non-judgmental people that love everyone. We love you mom and can't wait for the time when you are home to make us laugh, cook your amazing meals for us, and tell us story after story like you used to =). Beckahm loves hearing your voice, what an amazing day it will be when he gets to hear it in person and watch all of your funny expressions and laugh at your contagious laugh. Oh how grateful I will be. Here's to our last Thanksgiving/ Birthday we have to spend without you.

And of course a post wouldn't be a post without some pics of our little B. Happy Thanksgiving!