Just me

2010-05-04T12:35:00.000-07:00

The other day driving to my parents house on Canyon Rd. this is what we saw....
A cow. Just hanging out on the front porch.

Yes that is his leash tied to the front door.

Here he is knocking on the front door trying to get in.

After nobody answered, he looked inside to see if anybody was home.

Bread Sandwich! What a Treat!

2010-02-04T13:33:00.000-08:00

Today for lunch, Jessie packed herself a bread sandwich. Doesn't that sound delightful? What, might you ask, is a bread sandwich and what does it consist of? Well, let me explain how you make such a thing. You get two pieces of bread out of the bag and transfer them into a zip lock bag. When you get to work you eat them together. That is a bread sandwich, and aside from tasting delicious,it healthy and really filling.
So if you happen to pass in the general area of (behind)The University mall weekdays around lunchtime, please stop and take this crazy girl to lunch! It's not that she doesn't know how to eat, she just doesn't know how to pack to eat.

-Sarah Taylor,the bread sandwich girl's sister

This is pretty close to what it looks like

I want a HIPPOPOTAMUS for Christmas!

2009-12-16T13:17:00.001-08:00

If you, like me, are lucky enough to listen to FM 100 all day at work, you will have heard the song " I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas". You know the one I'm talking about. The one with the half baby half woman singing it (thats's what her voice sounds like anyway). It's such a catchy tune.

It got me thinking.......who wouldn't want a hippo for Christmas???

They are so cute and cuddly looking, right?!

(The quotes are from the song)

"I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy."

-This hippo definitely looks enjoyable!

"Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eye and see a hippo HERO standing there."

-What a hero this big tubby is!

"I only like Hippopotamuses, and hippopotamuses like me too!"

-Hippo's love you just as much as this one loves this guy!

Breakfast?

2009-12-11T10:24:00.000-08:00

Kneaders, always a good idea.
So I get up this morning and check my cupboards to see what there is for breakfast. My options are slim. I see the box of muffin mix which I got last semester but have never been able to make because I have never purchased the eggs or oil necessary to make them. There is also a box of brown minute rice, some herbal tea and a single serving packet of instant mash potatoes. I don’t even check the fridge because I own nothing that need be refrigerated. Obviously breakfast is not going to happen this morning and packing a lunch isn’t likely either.
Now don’t you fret, I am not poor nor destitute, just not smart enough to keep good food in the house. Whenever I do make it to the grocery store, I come home with bags full of cookies, candy, ice cream, and anything that says “new” on the package. So I try to stay away from grocery stores, as I can’t seem to handle myself when I get around too much sugar.
By the time I am off to work I am feeling pretty hungry... and then I get the brilliant idea to go to kneaders. Why is this a brilliant idea? Well, one of the main reasons I go to Kneaders is for the bread ends and the samples. So get this, I get a bag of bread ends for $2 and while the gal is ringing me up, I proceed to eat as many samples as I can and fill a napkin with a few more. Then of course I buy a cookie for later, because if there are cookies to be had, I must have them! I then take my bag of bread ends to work, where I keep a jar of peanut butter in my desk drawer and lunch is taken care of for the next two weeks. So for $2 plus the cookie, I got a sample breakfast and two weeks worth of lunch!

My Nieces & Nephew

2009-10-13T10:44:00.000-07:00

Sweet little Anabelle

AKA: Bellie, B Bowes

She will be turning 6 in November and is in 1st grade this year.

She is very caring to everyone and worried about her family being happy.

She loves to her new baby sister, watching musicals and playing with her uncle Mikey.

She was the first Niece/Grandchild so she got super spoiled with all of our attention.

Crazy Sabrina

Aka: Brina, Sister Sassy

Sabrina will be turning 3 in January

She is very smart, stubborn and learns things very quickly but

she only does what she wants, when she wants.
She loves to color, dance and sing songs all the time.

She is too funny for words!

Baby Luci

Was born September 24

I haven't actually met her yet,

but she is a cutie that looks a lot like her dad and is a good little baby.

Silly Sam (Samuel)

Aka: Sammy, Sammy Sammy

He will be 2 in January

He's so much fun and loves to play, color, dance, climb, run, laugh and loves to be with his aunts, Jessie and Sarah.

This crazy kid will try anything!

Etsy Outfit

2009-10-09T14:57:00.001-07:00

Since there are so many cute things on ETSY, I decided to create an outfit that I would want, entirely from their vintage section.
I think it turned out pretty cute, but you have to envision it all together.
So here it is from head to toe...

Our State Fair is a GREAT State Fair!

2009-09-15T08:31:00.000-07:00

When I was in Connecticut a couple weeks ago, I watched the movie 'State Fair' for the first time. I loved it! I want a state fair here, where everyone you know goes, we wear fancy dresses, and dance and sing to eachother face to face.

I'm going to the Utah State Fair this weekend, and I'm going to wear a fancy dress (like the one's above)... and I might just sing in some people's faces.

I thought the speed limit sign said 54...

2009-08-03T11:32:00.000-07:00

Traffic School!
How do I love it… Let me count the times… Um 5, maybe 6. I would ask the people who "keep track", but they don’t know. How do I know that? Because I have gone 3 times in two months before (something that is only supposed to be done every six months). Anyway, that is old news, and an old habit, or so I thought.

Not so! A few weeks ago I got pulled over for speeding. I don’t speed. My race car on the other hand is out of control and I simply can’t keep it from gradually picking up speed while going down hills, while it softly whispers in my ear “all is well in Zion” and leadeth me away carefully down to traffic school, in the basement of the PG library. (The said race car has since been driven by my sister Angela and these allegations have been confirmed)

Here I am having a nice little roll down 500 N. when I see the flashing lights. I don’t get too worried because he can’t be after me; I wasn’t speeding. But he is after me, so I stop and roll down my window and wait for the silly billy.
Police: Know why I pulled you over?
Me: No.
Police: Speeding
Me: Not me
Police: Were you in a hurry?
Me: No
Police: Late for something?
Me: Nope, just going with the speed of traffic
He asks for all the usual stuff and I give it to him. He comes back and says:
Police: I am going to do you a favor today.
Me: (Oh goody he is going to give me a warning)
Police: I am going to write this ticket for less than you were actually going.
Me: Are you kidding me… What is wrong with you people? What does a girl have to do to get a warning for once in her life?!!

He tells me to sign the ticket and I scribble angrily all over the paper. He starts to hold up the little blue paper to tell me about traffic school. I rip it from his hands along with my copy of the ticket, throw it on the floor next to me, say “whatever”, roll up the window and drive away.
Well obviously I didn’t learn my lesson, and so…

Later that night around 11 pm I am driving to my apartment in Provo, just taking my time. I see the flashing lights and realize that they might have been flashing for a while. I think this is a dream because it can’t be happening again so soon, but it is not a dream. I pull over and I get nervous because this is twice in one day and I am sure he is just going to take my license away.

Police: Do you know why I pulled you over?
Me: No, honestly I did not think I was going fast.
Police: Well you were going 54 up the hill in a 40 zone.
Me: Are you serious? I thought I was just driving the same speed as everyone else.

I reach over to pick up this mornings ticket from the ground. He gets nervous and puts his hand by his gun because he thinks I am going for the machete I keep under the passenger seat.
Me: Well I hope you are not going to give me a ticket because I already have one.
He looks at me like I am a moron and sees that I am about to lose it and says carefully:
Police: You think that would remind you to be a little more careful
Me: Yeah, you would think (I totally lose it and start to cry because I feel pathetic)
He asks me for my license and registration and I fumble around to find them, but don’t know what I am doing. He tells me not to worry about it and says, “You know what I can see that you are obviously having a rough night, so I am just going to let you sit her for a minute and compose yourself. Then try to stay awake and pay attention” I thank him and keep crying.

What is one to do with a race car like mine. I mean, I guess I should have known when I bought it and they asked me to pose by it for Race Car Magazine (pictured below) but honestly how can they expect me to drive just 40 mph on state street?

Pioneer Day 5K

2009-07-29T09:11:00.001-07:00

Val and I ran the Provo 5K on July 24. Here are a couple

pictures showing just how much Pioneer spirit we have.

We were even interviewed on the news for it!

We don't look weird at all, right?

Moved back to Provo

2009-06-23T14:59:00.000-07:00

Here is my new apartment in Provo

This place has many things to offer, like...
Brown brick, a shared bedroom and a bathroom with broken drawers.

Baby Sirius

2009-06-19T12:57:00.000-07:00

Sarah and Mike found Angela's baby carrier laying around at my parents house, so they decided to test it and see how it would work for their puppy. Normally he isn't treated like a human baby but I guess today was just his lucky day! I think he looks pretty funny.

2009-06-17T11:56:00.000-07:00

If I were rich I would buy Anthropologie...

2008-11-13T12:29:00.000-08:00

BLOUSE JACKETS

So I show up to work wearing something very similar to this, only it is cream and has more of a satin like sheen to it. I walk into the copy room and have a conversation that goes like this:

Co-worker: Oh that's a cute jacket
Me: Thanks
Co-worker: Or is it a blouse?
Me: Um...
Co-worker: Oh its a blouse jacket (she smiles feeling proud of herself)
Me: Yep

I just didn't have the heart to tell her she was crazy.