Wednesday, September 30, 2009


Brand new white walls. Well new to us..

If you have read my blog in the past year, you may have heard me lovingly refer to the place we live as the "Elf Apartment".

Currently we live in an apartment downtown, that is roughly the size of a telephone booth. Okay, not really.. but it is small. Well that is all going to change starting tomorrow.

We are moving. We are staying downtown, but are moving a couple of streets away to an apartment that is bigger. It has better amenities and is roughly the same price we are currently paying. (More space + central air = a happy BobCat.)

Pictures to come soon. We get the keys today.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Grown {Up}

They say there will be snow in the mountains tomorrow. Wow, this year is just zipping by. I can't believe in just a couple months it's going to be Thanksgiving and Christmas, and in just a few short weeks, Halloween. The holiday's are upon us. I seriously feel weird typing that. It seems like I was just playing on the beach in the scorching sun.

How is it possible that I am almost 27? Sure, not that old, but when you still feel 19, and you remember being 16 like it was yesterday. Seriously doesn't it feel like time is going by way faster than usual? Oh to have a time machine. I think today I would head back to the time when I would play dress ups, line up my dolls in a row and teach class, and serve plastic food to Barbie and her friends in the Barbie Mansion. (with the moving elevator)

I guess today I am feeling reflective, and wondering when I grew up. Do you ever feel like that? Like, when was I debriefed and prepared for being an adult and the trials that sometimes accompany it? Cause I'm telling you right now if there was a class, I missed it. Maybe it was the same week as that maturation party. The whole thing was a tad confusing. I mean they were handing out deodorant and telling us about our bodies in front of our moms. I probably blocked that whole week out.

Monday, September 28, 2009


Highlights from this weekend:

- Fresh peach shake and a Krispy Kreme doughnut run (Apparently my thinking was I needed to eat enough to hibernate for the winter.. is that called food storage?)

- Sleeping in

- Watching the cheesiest "horror/slasher" flick starring Mischa Barton (I couldn't help it! It sucked me in with how bad it was!)

- Breakfast in bed

It's a beautiful day outside today, I love this time of year. Happy Monday!

Friday, September 25, 2009

A little story to send you off on your weekend..

(Me, Alana, and Julia U of U game)

Long ago.. long before I met Robert. Long before I started this fun little blog. I was young, single and was having fun dating a bunch of different guys. (I wasn't a playyah.. but I had a little game... wow. I am so white.)

Well I was dating this guy casually, while I was dating another guy kind of seriously. (Don't judge me.. the other guy knew I was still dating around.) The one time in my life I did that. And of course I got busted for it. But that will come later. This certain gentleman was a cute guy, that I dated a few times and had fun with, but it just never got serious. One of the classic cases of.. just not meant to be.

The funny thing about this guy in particular, is that I would constantly embarrass myself in front of him. Three instances come to mind..

1. We had been on a couple dates, and were playing pool in my parents basement. When a conversation came up. The topic? When was the last time (mom plug your ears) I made out with a guy? Of course he had to ask that question, because I was just getting more serious with another guy who later became my boyfriend. And of course OF COURSE he asked that when I had just kissed this other guy the night previous. I didn't want to lie, so I quietly mumbled "It might have been last night." Luckily he laughed and we continued the night. (Without kissing)

2. Then I started dating the other guy and I kind of lost track of this guy. Well after guy number 2 and I broke up, I started seeing this guy around. I happened to get tickets to an event downtown at the last minute. I was already downtown, so I called him up to see if he wanted to meet me there and join me for the event. He said yes, and drove a separate car downtown. When the event was over he offered to drive me to my car. Well the area was packed and I drive a white Honda Accord. Needless to say there were about a million parked white Honda's. After driving around forever, I finally find my car. (so I thought)

We said our goodbye's and I got out of the car. Unfortunately as I approached I realized it wasn't my car. I started walking really slowly and hoped he wouldn't be a gentleman and wait for me to get into the car. No such luck. I muttered under my breath "See ya!" and fumbled for my keys in my purse, hoping he would drive away. After about a couple minutes I hear him call out "That's not your car is it?". I slowly turned around with my head down, embarrassed. Once again he was super nice and said "Get back in the car!"

3. We don't see each other for a couple weeks and then I happened to see him at a football game. A very loud football game. He's quite a few rows in front of me, but turns around waves and smiles. My sorority sister nudges me and asks who he is. I tell him we had gone on a couple dates, but that's it. She replies with, "He's hot!." Which I agree, and then I kind of forget about him. Later on I catch another glimpse and lean over to her and say "He really is hot." That conversation goes on much longer than it should. Why you ask? Well because it turns out his best friend was standing directly in front of me, heard the whole conversation, and of course told him everything I had said. I find out later and realize that's the last straw. I'm going to hide the next time I see him.

Unfortunately the next time we ran into each other, I stopped and turned in the other direction, just in time for him to see and call out to me. I stopped, mumbled hello, and said something about needing to get home to study, but it was nice seeing him. And then darted for the door. Yes, I realize I could have handled that a lot better, but what can I say? I was nineteen, 19 year olds do stupid things.

I love looking back on funny dating stories. I can laugh now, and it makes me so grateful I ended up with who I did. My girlfriends always crack up when I tell them my crazy dating stories, and one, the other day mentioned I should start blogging them. That way my kids can make fun of me when they read them down the line. So stay tuned.. I have been going through old pictures lately and cracking up as the memories come flooding back. Have a good weekend! Hope it's free from embarrassment and you can all find your cars!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Diana's Surprise Party

(picture taken by eric)

This last weekend we threw my sister a surprise party. She has had a rough year and we thought it would be fun to make her feel extra special. I took these pictures of her kids and printed them for her. I know I'm biased since they are my nephews and niece, but I think they are some of the cutest kids out there.

Doesn't the last one make you want to burst out laughing?

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Out my car window..

Last night my mom and I went to get manicures and pedicures. There's something so relaxing about letting someone groom you. (I think I was a poodle in a past life.)

On the way home I saw a beautiful sunset and drove through the city listening to the radio.

On a side note, I picked a pumpkin color for my nails for the Fall season. When I got home my husband told me it looked like I had Cheetos fingers.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

My Mom {Peeps Post #11}

Today's peeps post is about one of my favorite people. My mama bear. Have you met her?

She's a world traveler, chef extraordinaire, a rock climber, an amazing mom. (just to name a few)

She stands by her convictions and beliefs. She loves, cares, and protects her family. She's hysterical, a fun person to be around, and would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it.

She's the funnest person to give a gift to, or share a talent with. She raves and makes you feel as if you are the most amazing person in existence. She cooks like no one's business. She can whip up a recipe off the top of her head and it will knock your socks off.

She's smart. My entire childhood I always knew I could ask her a question and she would know. Or find the answer. She is the best example of someone who practices what she preaches that I can think of.

She would do anything for her kids. She loves her husband and is an amazing example of a strong woman who has a strong marriage. She has always taught me to stand up for myself and be strong. To realize my value.

Something that amazes me is she knows how to do EVERYTHING. She cooks, sews, draws, rock climbs, and has a better top bowling score than I do. (In the 240's!) She went back to school to get her nursing degree just a few years ago. Not a lot of people would have the courage or the drive to do that.

My mom has such a witty sense of humor. She is the best person to get laughing, because it's infectious. My mom has a sense of humor that catches me off guard sometimes with how funny it is.

She amazes me with her strength. Have I mentioned she's pretty? Well beautiful really. She's a mom to be proud of. And I am. I can't imagine life without her. I wouldn't know how to live it. She helps me solve problems, she encourages me. She truly cares.

When I was little she made it a point to stay home so she would be there during the week, and so I would be able to have someone to come home to. She helped me with countless school projects and science fairs. She made the mediocre, magnificent.

In a world of mothers who aren't there for their kids, who aren't involved in their lives. I have a hard time fathoming why I get to be so blessed and lucky to have such an incredible mom. We have spent nights laughing our guts out until we are crying. We have been on adventures and a plethora of vacations. She has taught me the love of traveling and how important it is to know what else is out there and to appreciate what our country has to offer.

I love you mom. I hope you realize how much you affect my life and make it better. I really have been blessed with family. Mom you are my rock, I don't express my feelings very well, but you can rest assured that when I count my blessings and pray and thank Heavenly Father, you are one of the first names I mention.

Love you,


Monday, September 21, 2009

Utah State Fair

This weekend we went to the fair with some friends. Thanks to Eric, Bonnie, Jon, and Ella for the fun in the sun.

We checked out just about everything. The photography, the animals, the food. (I get my funnel cake fix once a year at the fair.) Here is our fair trip in pictures..