Incredible.

I finally fixed the hem on a black skirt that I have. So I wore it today and it made me chuckle thinking about what Paul said about it.

He said everytime I wear it he thinks of Eeyore - because it has a bow on the back of the skirt. I had never thought of that. I found it funny. I think Eeyore is incredibly cute by the way.

What an incredible comparison.

But what is really incredible is my amazing self-butt picture taking.

Nice, yeah?

Heidi = Super Woman

So my good friend and I were walking out of the office to go to lunch and she was on the phone with her daughter...trying to juggle keys and a purse and a bag and papers and people talking to her and her daughter getting mad at her because she's too distracted to listen to her feelings. And this is what it looked like:

That's her...on the phone...and laughing because I whipped out my camera to capture her on the phone with papers glued to the side of her head. So funny. I am sure I didn't help with Heidi's distraction.

Thought I'd share.

I'm Not a Mushy Person But....

One of my oldest friends, Rachelle Kingsford, lost her brother last week to an unknown cause. I feel so bad for her and her family. She was so close to this brother, even though the age difference is 15 years. She's so heartbroken about it and last night at the viewing I couldn't help but cry. It gets me super sad when people lose loved ones. Death gets me all sorts of weirded out and I can't help but think how strange life really is. I confess I think about death a lot. My biggest fear is to lose someone I love so I can only imagine how the Kingsfords are feeling right now. Sigh.

Game Night with My Super Fantabulous Roommates and Their Current Roommates

Saturday Amanda and Spencer had us over for food and games along with Becky & Judd and Ashley & Alan. It was really fun to get together with these friends because I just love them to death. Ashley & Alan even got a baby-sitter and everything! We played Scattegories, Catch Phrase (my ultimate favorite group game) and then Rock Band. So much fun was had. Becky and Judd should become famous singers together and Ashley is one helluva drum pedaler. I staked my claim on the drums for awhile and had fun with that. It is seriously a good time. And since I was too lazy to get my camera out, I am waiting for Amanda to do her post about it and then I will just put a link on my post to hers. Sound good? I should do that more often! So get it on it Amanda! I am waiiiiiitiiiiiiing. Gol, hurry up already.

And here it is!!!! Yay! Thanks 'Mana! I really appreciate you doing my post for me! ha ha ha.

Honest Award

So it's about time I get on that Honest Award 'Mana gave me. I got all giddy when I saw I made her list. I feel so famous now - feel free take my picture any time.

Here are the rules for the Honest Scrap award -
The honorees are to:
A) first list 10 honest things about yourself - and make it interesting, even if you have to dig deep!
B) pass the award on to 7 bloggers that you feel embody the spirit of the Honest Scrap.


Okay okay let's see....honest things...

1) I can out eat my husband on any day at any meal. I choose not to, however, because I am determined to still be a hot little wife in 20 years.

2) I have the BIGGEST little crush on my boss' son. Oh and he also happens to be the son of the H.R. chic, too and she happens to be my best friend here at the office. Nice, huh? So it should be no surprise that I have told NO ONE about this and luckily no one at work knows I have a blog. Phewww! But - Oh. My. Word. He is so gorgeous for 19. So many things about his looks and his personality that I could just eat up and lick up. And no - I don't mind dippin' into the cradle (if I could, that is). It's actually hot on so many levels. Judge me as you will - I care not.

3) Sometimes I don't answer phone calls (a lot of phone calls) at my work...which is bad...since I am the receptionist. What? Don't judge me. I have a chronic case of PeopleareStupidasHellandTelemarketersSuckButtholeandIwillgoNuckingFutsbeforeIcanfinallyquit thisjob. It's real.

4) I am addicted to rice pudding. I love it, love it, love it. And there is no better rice pudding than Senor Rico's. It's a good thing it doesn't have it's nutrional information listed on the package or it would probably scare me into not eating it.

5) I am very possessive of what's mine - and that includes people. I get very territorial. I don't like it when my sisters stupid friend likes to act like she knows my own sister better than I do and it makes me want to punch her in the freaking face. Repeatedly. And I don't like having to share my nephews with their other family. Not that it's a bad thing or anything. I think I was spoiled with Bronsynn cuz she was always just ours since the dad was never in the picture. I like my nephews all to myself just like I had Bronsynn all to myself. And all my friends are MY friends and belong to no one else etc, etc. You get the point.


6) With me being a clean freak, I still cannot bring myself to clean the bathroom shower on a regular basis like I would my toilet. I hate cleaning the shower. I mean...isn't it clean enough from the actual shower taking? Does everyone have that problem or is it just me?

7) I have a little weak spot for everything Australian. Especially hot Australian men with their hot Australian accents. One in particular would be the object of my desire* - Freaking. Daniel. Conn.* The hottest man I have ever seen*. He is so sinfully delicious that angels fly out of his freaking face and sing the Hallelujahs - naughty angels that is. I would not hesitate to throw myself on him and beg him for it.* There is seriously nothing sexier than a hot Aussie* - especially a large and ripped rugby playing Daniel Conn who gloriously poses naked for Naked For A Cause.

*Meaning of course if I wasn't already blissfully married to my true love who is hotter than sin by all definitions and occupies all roles in every fantasy. Love you babe! (hey - if you get Kate Beckinsale, I get Daniel Conn...just sayin').

8) I can belch louder and bigger than my husband. He hates it, of course. Not because I do it louder and bigger than him but because I sound like such a man and the last time he checked he was married to a woman.

9) Sometimes I wish I could go back in time (college and single days) and be even more of a hellian than I was. I find that odd cuz I would think most of the time people would go the opposite way.

10) I get tonz of anxiety. TonZ. Every time we have a bad storm of any kind...anxiety. Every time my husband or someone in my family travels...anxiety. I get anxiety about a lot of stuff. It used to be way worse, though. When I was a kid I would worry any time someone left the house and I wouldn't feel "okay" until everyone was back together under the same roof. I have a little bit of an OCD, too. Like when I lived with my parents I would get up in the middle of the night after I heard the last person come home and make sure all the doors were locked. Even now, if I lock the doors too early, then I have to go and check them again before I go to bed even if I am 100% sure I locked them already. It drives me nuts.

Okay so now the people of my choosing are:

Becky Westgate

Korianne Workman

Ashley Lunt

Brindee Loveless

(I am not doing seven because I am not exactly a popular blogger - I admit the truth: I am a blogger loser.)

Daily Rant #4

Yesterday Amanda and Spencer called to see if we wanted to zip on over and play a game- we were all for it. While playing the game we watched the Steelers stomp on the Raven's (which was a really good thing cuz Spencer would have been in a baaaaaaaaad mood, right Mana?). Well a commercial came on - one of a thousand that features Peyton Manning - and I said "That's It!! I have had it with Peyton Manning being on every damn football commercial ever made!!" So I vowed to rant about how much I can't stand that Peyton Manning is everywhere when you are watching football. GURRRRRGGGGHHHHH! Seriously - he's everywhere. The sprint commercial, at least five Mastercard commercials that I can count, the Pep talk ones, the Reggie vs. Peyton, the Peyton and Eli, Sony, Gatorade and I know there is more than that. Granted, the commercials are pretty funny and I may even allow myself to laugh at a couple of them, but it drives me absolutely crazy that he is everywhere. EV-ER-Y-WHERE.

I'm Bored.

It's Sunday and I am bored as hell. Slept in way long which felt fantastic but Primary was utter chaos and it totally ruined the zen I had going all morning. My class was super awesome fantastic but Sharing Time...I was freaking out in my head a little. Okay I was freaking out A LOT. Oh to be able to just stand up there and take control and do things my way. In my head, my way is always better, you see (trust me - I am perfect). And so I come home from church in a not-so-happy place. At times like these I want space which Paul is so generously providing me due to the fight we concocted in the car on the way home...which is another reason I want space. So I am in a semi-bad mood, I'm in a silent fight with my husband, my right hand is freezing cold, my left eye keeps wiggin' out on me, and I WANT ICE CREAM!! Why do I refuse to stock ice cream in my freezer?? It can come in handy on days like this when my emotions are going retarded and my head says food will make it better. To my blog I go to jot down my inner turmoil and hopefully walk away from the computer with a healthier perspective on life....or at least the willpower not to run to the store on a Sunday to get me some Butterfinger Ice Cream.

I am so boooooooooored.

Fetchin' My Hubband

Maghann is heading out to pick up Paul from the Airport!!! Yay me! I'm happy to have him home so he can be my protector and keep me warm at night. And I kinda missed that fat bastard. NOBODY had better call us tonight.

Daily Rant #3

So once you get the ball rolling it's kind of hard to stop it. It's a big big ball. And so I'm already writing another rant. It's no big deal really - just my own personal irritance at something of zero importance but I was driving back to work after my lunch break and was stopped at a red light. A car in the lane next to me started to slow down and come to a stop...eleventy seventy million feet away from the white line. Literally two cars could have fit in front of this stupid lady. I just...wh-...I don't get...I mean, GRRRR! Why do people DO that?? I don't understand it. It really really bugs. Really really.

Daily Rant #2

So, uh, my first 'Daily Rant' was way back in September and I haven't done one since...apparently I am trying to redefine the definition of daily. It's surprising really because I have a lot to rant about so....where are all my rants? Well here is one for you: I can't stand New Years and everyone with their New Years Resolutions. 1) New Years bums me out. You have to start all over and it means you are one year older and one year closer to becoming old and withered and dusty. Boo on that. I don't want to be old. I don't even want to be 40. I want to stay in my mid-to late twenties forever. Getting old sucks - just ask old people. 2) Whyyyyyyyy the big hoo-hah about New Years Resolutions? I have never understood it nor have I ever made one. A person makes short and long term goals all year long - they can do it whenever they want. Then people say "It's a new year so it's a fresh start." WTF? A fresh start is whenever you want to make one. Why does a fresh start have to begin at the start of a new year? Here's a little hint: Time doesn't reset itself at the new year....it keeps going. It is so dumb to me. All this Resolution stuff has been in and out of my mind for the last two weeks and I have been meaning to write about it sooner. People keep reminding me about how much all this stuff bugs me because they get up and bear their testimony about what they are going to do better this year and other people come up and ask me what my New Years Resolution is. K, why do you even care to ask that question and let me guess...yours is to lose weight? Yeah you and eleventy seventy million other people who wait for a "new year and a fresh start" and you will all run out and get gym memberships and the gyms will be overflowing for about three weeks until these people start dropping off like flies - and they will, too. SO RETARDED.

It's Just One of Those Days...

I had a very busy and very productive Saturday this weekend...those are always good, eh? On the way home from a wedding reception and dinner with B.J. and Hilary Friday night, we stopped by my parents to grab Bronsynn. She was sleeping over at our house so she could have help with her birthday party invitations.

Saturday morning we slept in til 9:00 (praise the heavens!!) and then after a Belgian waffle breakfast with my new Belgian waffle maker, I shampooed all my carpets! Yay for SteamVacs!! Then she and I worked on her invitations a little bit. She picked out the paper and colors and stamps and made them look exactly how she wanted them too. She even stamped the names of her friends on the envelopes. I think she's excited about her party....

(Check her out - she's all business):


Then she tagged along with me to guitar lessons and we ran errands around Jordan Landing. We came home and I worked out (loves me some cardio!!) and we finished her invitations at which time Husband finally came home from working and he and I left the Midget to finish her invites and went tanning (good ol' fake sun always warms your heart...and your butt). Then we hurried around to get re-ready and run a few more errands, take Bronsynn home, and head out to Eagle Mountain for some totally awesome Bunco!! Actually it wasn't awesome at all - Paul and I came home empty headed and 20 bucks poorer. Stupid Bunco.

Edit: Empty-handed although, empty-headed works, too.

My New Love Affair

I'm in love with my new Dyson DC17 Animal. Can I just say WOW ??? No joke. This thing is packin' some serious suction. I decided before Christmas that my vacuum was no longer fit to be cleaning the floors in my home. I had to get a vacuum that I knew would do the job and you never hear anything bad about a Dyson so it became the object of my desire. So we decided that we would get it after Christmas (it was really hard to wait) and then I could be happy knowing that every speck of dirt and every strand of dog hair was slurped up into this wonderful invention.

I even did the Dyson test. I vacuumed my floors before I left to go get it (and I am an anal vacuumer...I go over it like three times) and then when I got home I vacuumed again and Holy Mother of Suction!! it sucked up TONZ more...a little less than what you see in the canister now cuz I have vacuumed since then.

I know - isn't it gross?? And that furry little creature sniffing out my vacuum is the cause of such drastic measures toward cleanliness. I love him dearly but I CAN NOT have his hair all over my house without literally going insane and that little bastard is only in the house for a few hours of the day. He does some serious damage.

Some Change Is Good

Lately I have been going through some physical changes and they have been awesome for me. I feel super happy about my life right now and one of the things I did was FINALLY chop my hair off!! I have been planning to chop it for over a year now and have been growing out my bangs since last March so that I could achieve the hair cut in mind.

So here is me Tuesday morning:

I arrived at my sisters salon and she was still convinced that I was going to break down crying or shat in her chair once my hair came off.

But here is my hair...on the floor:

And me happy as can be and not crying:

Sadly, I didn't have enough to donate to Locks of Love. My stupid hair reaches a certain length and it will never grow past it and my sister needed so much to work with so it just had to come off. I was really bummed about that because I was determined to donate my hair.

I was really really really ready for it all to come off. I had had enough of it being in my way and getting caught in zippers and snagged under my purse and pulled when I put the phone down at my job and it was sure a pain in the ars when it came to sex...I just don't think my sister realized how really ready I was.

Here is I with some color lifter on my head:

Cute, huh? We had to do that twice because my hair was so dark and it still didn't get light enough to do the color that I wanted. So to forewarn you, I am not the blond that I was hoping to be yet but I will be soon enough. I've waited this long...I can wait a little bit longer!

And here is the Master at work!

And then the final look:

I am not crazy about the color but again...it's just a step in the direction I am going! And I haven't missed all that hair for a single second since its been gone!! My poor husband doesn't even recognize his own wife anymore...but don't feel sorry for him! I think he likes it <wink, wink>!!

She Had The Attitude of a Thirteen Year Old When She Was 3...So 30 Sounds About Right.

Sunday night our family gathered yet again to celebrate the birthday of my one and only niece, Bronsynn, who is turning thirteen tomorrow. I can't believe she's already a teenager - it makes me sad. She now wears mascara and a little bit of allowed make-up and that was super hard on me - on all of us. She was the first grandkid to come along and its hard when you see a baby grow up and become a young adult. She went into the seventh grade this year - the exact same grade and age that I was when she was born. Does time ever fly. I HATED Junior High so I only hope that it treats her better than it did me. I think it will though because she moved into a new neighborhood at the same time and she already has a ton of friends. It's hard not to love her though, even with the drama. She's is so cute and funny and she has such a great personality, plus she is the spitting image of her mother and I think as beautiful as she is now, she is going to be drop-dead gorgeous in a few years.

See what I mean with the attitude? She is so funny:

She requested our Christmas morning Sticky Buns for her birthday cake...it didn't work so well with the candles what with it coming right out of the oven and all:

She reminds me of my friend Monica - she put the buns together and baked it (as you can see by her apron) and lit her own candles...she's just the kind of girl that takes charge :-)

When we sing to our family members, this is what you can expect every time:

It's the best!

She is always swiping Gaven's gym shorts since he's on his mission and can't do anything about it so my Mom gave her a pair of her own with some spending money:

Aiden and I love to goof off and take pictures together:

My dad loves to have his picture taken:

But Amber and Dallin love it even more:

Yay for birthdays! and Yay for my niece who I love so much she probably hates it because she gets as much shat as my sisters and I gave each other growing up :-)

A Trip to Hefner's Mansion...Or Something Like It.

Saturday night Paul and I were at Cell Block to celebrate Monica's birthday and also to say 'Farewell' cuz she's moving to Denver at the end of February. All her friends were there and we all had a blast dancing and hanging out.

Cell Block had the entire place loaded with pink, black, and white balloons,

they had fake cigars on the tables,

the D.J. played the top songs from every decade that Playboy's been around and all the waitresses dressed up as Playboy bunnies.

My hunny and me:

One of my best friends Rachelle:

Dancing the night away:

Last year, Monica made her own cake for her party and then when the candles were lit she ordered everyone to sing to her! Silly woman. This year I told her she was not allowed to make her own cake and I would be the one to do it. I was so excited when she told me she was having a Playboy bunny theme. I had to make her a Playboy cake - HAD TO! I was so excited!

Rachelle came over to hang with me while I made it and when I was done we had all these scraps leftover and we had this brilliant idea to make a 'dummy cake' and take that to her because we knew that she would flip out and hate us for a few seconds. This was our dummy cake:

We laughed the whole time we were throwing it together. I think she liked the real cake better, though!:

(That's a real bow on there - am I smart or what?)

It was the funnest birthday ever! I loved it! I haven't been dancing in so long and it was a blast! Happy Birthday Monica!

Our "New Year" Party

Paul and I celebrated the New Year with my family, Amanda & Kenny and Morgan & Sam. It wasn't until the day after but I was finally feeling better so that was our New Year Bash! Yay! We had a "Quesadilla Bar." Amanda has a sweet quesadilla maker and so we stuffed our faces full of quesadillas and cookies and crackers and cheese and tonz of other stuff that could not have been good for my heart :-)

We played Catch Phrase, Smart Ass, Partini - all super fun games that I can't wait to play again. And then we went downstairs and played World Tour til 3 in the morning...we kinda got carried away. But it was so funny!! I have never sung for this game even though i have played it several times...but I did it and it was fun. And so did Morgan - he sang to Pat Benetar's Heartbreaker - HILARIOUS. And Amanda won't sing either but she did it. I got some great vids of both of those.

Happy New Year to our friends and family!!

This Is What Happens When...

...you are a total slacker.

You find yourself scraping off the hearts drawn on your car...at your wedding reception...almost a year and a half ago.

We really did try to wash them right after the wedding but we were in a hurry and they wouldn't come off and left them there with the intent to do it soon after and then time just flew right out the damn window. Oops!

So My New Years' Sucked....Anybody Else??

So to everyone who was planning on attending the New Years party Paul and I were throwing 1) thank you for helping us to be the cool kids on the block and 2) we are so sorry we had to cancel!! We were so excited to bring in the New Year with new and old friends. Sad. I HATED cancelling and it's the last thing I wanted to do. Actually I take that back. The LAST thing I wanted to do was get the flu - that sucks way more than our party falling through. But our party falling through BECAUSE of the flu - blows chunks. I was sick for New Years 2 years ago and the year before that. I am starting to hate New Years even more than I already did (never been a fan but always love a reason to have some fun!).

Happy Freakin' New Year Everyone! Yeeeeeha!

A Little Bit More Christmas

The following Saturday after Christmas we get together with my dad's side of the family. This gathering is always three things: chaotic, loud, and crazy. We have SO many people in my dad's family and we all get together at my parents' cuz it's the biggest and most accomodating for large groups. It was so fun and a couple years ago my mom started doing a pinata for the kids on this side and there is a lot more kiddies to go around. They love it!!


I am always the one in charge of blind-folding the kids and getting them so dizzy they fall on the floor -but it is a stressful job and I am impatient and so my cousin Merrill graciously stepped in! That's him in the white shirt...my knight in shining Sunday dress!:

My cousin Abby getting dizzied up:

Aiden barely escaping a concussion:

Morgan had the pinata spinning around my cousin Maren:

And Bronsynn:

She is such a drama queen but I do love her so!

This pic is so funny cuz Maren can do a Rubik cube lickety-split and Aiden sat by her and was trying to figure out this new toy! So adorable!