I am thinking today about a couple of things.

Sometimes I say words that I don't really mean. I say them as a joke, like "he's stupid" but he isn't, and even if he was I wouldn't say that. I was thinking how even though I am kidding I would NEVER say those things about my mom. Why do I think I can say that about someone else? FAIL. Changing that...

KB and I set our 2012 goal(s) I am sure there are more to come later. #1 Secure husbands. Matt Garff wants to know how we plan on doing that. To answer that, there is a Keith Urban song I would like to quote, "if I knew what I was doing, I'd be doing it right now."

Anyone have any good ideas for ward FHEs? or smaller ward activities? I need some inspiration.

I meant to watch the BYU and Jazz games tonight. Then real life got in the way.

I felt like blogging. Which is funny, because I should be writing in my journal right now. I was looking at a few old posts. I have discovered (okay remembered) that my life pretty much revolves around me. I think I need to reach out a little more. I have also noticed I need to branch out. My posts go like this. work. handsome man. work. me not wanting to work. handsome man. me being cryptic. me thinking about handsome man but not writing it. my love of _insert time of year here__.

I went to Idaho for Kelli's Senior Capstone. It was great. I got to see Trev and Joelle and..... Brother McGary. I love and adore that man. He was my Dad in Idaho. I haven't seen him in about two years. It was soooo good to see him. I wish I could explain how much I admire him. I can't. Just know.

I bought a dress today and I think the guy gave me his employee discount (that or there was a secret sale.)


There are some other things I am thinking, but to protect myself from self incrimination I am just going to say, "I love being a girl. I love my life and I am really happy here."

I love Christmas time.

I don't know how much I love that he can make a better gingerbread house than me. 

Dear World,

I am at work. I accomplished a lot this morning. I think I got more (useful things) done the first half of today than I do sometimes in a whole day. I am switching inventory providers. I had about 30 emails in and about 30 out before noon. I sent out ads for various athletic programs and crossed off one of those Becca projects that I seem to forget about until 5 minutes before staff meeting. I have a billion Slate projects, but he is crazy and if I spend too much time on his projects I go crazy. Especially since most of them are ridiculous. I should probably start on page titles and meta tags (aka something I should do but that NO ONE will ever see.) I should also work on an old project for West Valley. I don’t want to.

So instead I am writing on my blog. I am buying a living social deal for ski rentals (yep, really going to learn). I would like to finish my design for Becca’s baby shower gift. (But I am work, and they don’t pay me for that. Apparently they pay me to write on my blog & buy a living social deal…) Okay what I really want is to look at the clock and see 5:00. I am going to Festival of Trees with a cute boy tonight.

Attention span-gone.

But I still have to go back to work. Doing that now.

Thanksgiving Weekend

Thanksgiving was a good time. We always go up into the mountains the day after to cut down our Christmas trees. We make homemade donuts and swing on this rope swing. We like it.

Mom was giving Lauren a "horsey ride." Mom got tired. I started to give Lauren a ride, complete with sound effects. Lauren told me I wasn't a good horsey-I am a pig. She gets off. Mom gives her a ride for a second. Mom stops. She comes back to me. I reminded her I wasn't a good horsey and she said, "Fine. You're good horsey okay?" And climbed up. Maybe you had to be there, but it was funny. Then I gave Jared a ride. That was even funnier. (not quite as funny as me trying to swing him between my legs like I do the little nieces and nephews... but funny.)

This little guy is kind of a cheeser. I like him.

The little boys were throwing snowballs at Jared (cue into this conversation)

Jared: Justin, what you don't realize is you are picking on a giant.

Justin: We are all throwing them. (Chucks one directly at Jared)

--Meanwhile back at the log--

Sister (maybe Karalee): What those boys don't realize is that he is going to get off that swing, and someone is going to get whitewashed.

Jason (Justin's Dad): *chuckles* Probably Justin...

At this point Jared gets off the swing chases down the 12 year old gets him to a pile of snow and "shows him who is boss." It was kind of cute

Karalee might be Muslim

We shot guns. Mike brought a couple cool ones. We bonded at the dump.

Julie shot and knocked over a skull. And she is proud.

Here is what I am saying

SEO blah blah blah. I am trying my darndest not to have to write blogs for work. And for the record I don't think I have the time for it. They are starting to to come back to pushing this and I am sooo not excited by it. Why? Well there are two reasons.

1. I know nothing worth writing that I could post in automotive blogs.
2. I can't even consistently update my blog and it is about my life. I know what is going on there.
okay fine there are three reasons.
3. I don't really care that much about blogging for auto sites.

(Michelle if you read this pretend you didn't okay?)

Good news. Christmas is in 6 weeks 5 days. I love Christmas. I also love Thanksgiving. Just so you know that is in 2 weeks and 2 days. I just prefer the Christmas Countdown.

I am a little boy crazy tonight. Okay I am always a little boy crazy, but especially so tonight. (Sara, we knew this day would come. I told you my mom has been hoping for it for a long time.)

Happy Halloween

Halloween is a big deal at Ken Garff. Even Robert Garff dressed up. For a girl who doesn't really do Halloween, I do look forward to the work Halloween Party.

This is our DMM team.

Ben-Sparkly vampire
Taylor-some rocker I don't remember
Me-our boss Becca
Becca-one of Warren Jeffs' wives
Joshua-Ceasar
Doug-(creeping in the back) Lame, so he put on a wig someone had
Michelle-Operation guy

This is Becca in her real life attire. (I am wearing skinny jeans and heels along with her signature stripes and earings.)

Warren Jeffs and his wives. Kind of funny...
("Warren" is my corner office boss)

I can't explain it...

My mom wasn't feeling well for a day or two this week. She said she felt like she was pregnant. I assure you, she is not. I think fake pregnancy might be contagious, only I am having the emotional symptoms. I feel really frustrated and kind of want to cry for no apparent reason. All of this comes after a really good day at church.

Whelp... since I can't explain it away, I guess I will sleep it away.

There is a good chance

That if I don't get some motivation, I am going to get fired.
Truth be told, I'm not on the chopping block. But lately I couldn't care less about my job. I think I need a suga' daddy...

Dear life, please give me the last week back. And my phone if you have it.

In return I will gladly give you this Happy Meal toy phone I am using...

Lately

Some people do "this week in pictures" I think I am going to do this month last month in pictures. So here is what I have been up to:

Les Madeline's with my cousin Josh. He even took me for a ride in his shiny rental :D

Yeah, we would all like to hope.... Actually I got pranked at work. I work for a car dealer. They use the type of window paint that doesn't come off with water. This little number (and the corresponding decor on all other windows) saw the entire valley before I could get it scraped off.

First time at a REAL game. My friend Ben sang the national anthem. Of course he needed a cheering section. Happy to oblige. Oh and sorry about bringing that loosing streak with me. (4 of the last 5 sporting events I have attended have lost. Embarrassingly.)

Sara and I went to the aquarium on picked up on this lovely tid bit. Apparently this is what comes first. I am glad the seahorse men have it figured out. They also carry the children...

No lie. Tom delivered popcorn to me on a silver platter. 

I am learning to ride a bike. Okay not really. I still hate/am terrified of them, but this is the first bike I have been on in years (unless you count stationary ones at the gym). Amelia was certain I was going to break her brand new bike.

Remember the photo of the car? Well this is how I earned that. There are several thousand business cards in Tom's cubi. I am pretty sure he liked it. I thought it was AWE.SOME.

Sally, Lucy* and I after all of the walls, floor and desktop space had been covered.

(*Names have been changed for the fear of an unnamed boss)

BYU Football. (Yeah the 1 of 5 we won was the BYU game this last weekend. Go Cougars!)

Tamara is a good game buddy. She gives me tickets and shares her treats.

Have I mentioned I adore her? She can identify by name all of the members of the First Presidency and Quorum of the Twelve. She is two. I know a lot of adults who can't do that.

We broke into a home. Don't be alarmed. But please don't tell the owner.

However if you are covered by the same "Security System" as this sticker indicates, I suggest you ask for a refund. I hear this house has had a repeat offense.

Seriously?

Michelle Obama shops at Target.

This is news?

http://thelook.today.com/_news/2011/09/29/8043435-clad-in-baseball-cap-and-sunglasses-first-lady-shops-at-target?GT1=43001

Today

Remember the last post titled today?

The one where I proposed to a stranger. And he said yes?

I saw him again tonight. It was my friend Allie's birthday party tonight. We made the connection and kind of laughed about it. AC didn't catch on that we were kidding about being engaged. Funny...

Still Planning on Skiing

Well... Scratch the motorcycle class. I got talked out of that--sad huh? I am still going to learn to ski.

I have though, made my way to the Aquarium in Sandy and I think next weekend we are going to the Planetarium. (Yeah I am capitalizing the Aquarium and Planetarium-because they make me excited-and they deserve to be treated special.)

I was going to go spend the weekend in Park City. Last minute that plan kind of changed. I did get to spend part of the day with Lisa, Nicholas, Solomae` (pretend the accent is appropriately over the e) and Peter.
We had lunch.
We went on a walk to get ice cream. We played at the "park" by my house.
It was a good time.
I am kind of glad the Park City adventure got postponed.

I guess it is only partly postponed. I am going (instead of "staying") in Park City tonight with some different friends for dinner and then dot dot dot I am taking them to see "The Lucky Crickets" a folk music band my dear friend Alex is a part of. I am pretty darn excited.

I need to clean my room. I am excited about fall, I really do love fall--but something inside of me is getting excited for winter too. Don't judge me.

Diversifying

I have determined that I don't really know how to do anything fun. I am working on a list of things I am seriously going to do in the next 6-12 months. So far I have:

• Take a class from MSF. (Thank you Nicholas) Basically I want to learn to ride a motorcycle. They let me learn on their bike, so I won't be worried about breaking someone else's (or my *hopeful*) bike. I did laugh yesterday as I was reading the guidelines. One requirement is balance. The rules dictated that I have to be able to ride a bicycle. I CAN I just don't... 
• Skiing. I want to learn to ski. I have been a Utah Resident my entire life and I have never been skiing or snowboarding. What good is the greatest snow on Earth if I don't do anything but drive in it? I am going to learn. Jay promised to teach me, so did Nicholas. If they both fall through, maybe I will find a handsome ski instructor. Two birds with one stone ;)
• I am considering rock climbing. I don't think I want to be an avid rock climber. I just want to try it. So I might just do the indoor rock climbing this winter. This isn't a for sure on the list. I just think it  sounds fun. 

Anyone have suggestions? I guess they don't even need to be things I can "learn" but maybe things I can try. I do have a little list of places I want to go in Salt Lake.

• Planetarium
• Aquarium--real excited about this one.
• Utah Museum of Art
• Alpine Slide (Okay it is in Park City-but I have never been)
• Actually lets add some quality time in Park City. I mostly have just been to PC High School, Wal-Mart and the Outlets. 

Want to join me in an adventure?

Today was a good day

Today I went to the wrong birthday party.

Today I blew the breaker at work

Today I proposed to a stranger

Today I knocked on the wrong door at 10:00 pm

Today I teared up laughing
Today I played footsies with a girl
Today I ate an unhealthy # of Swedish Fish


There was nothing terribly unordinary about today.

Today

Today a somewhat crusty coworker made fun of me for being so excited for Jared to come home.

Honestly, how could you not be excited about this?

Really funny weekend

Oh wow! This weekend was really funny. Friday night was Talisha's birthday party. It was a really fun party. Remember how I love water fights?

Handsome Man and I had a water fight. He won. I ended up in the pool.

My sister Julie and I went on a walk-turned trek up the side of the mountain. 

Ben Rudy, Julie Huber and I decided to do karaoke on Saturday night after Julie's birthday party. It is her 21st birthday and we needed to celebrate. The establishment was especially sketchy so we ended up in a Whole Foods parking lot. The cops also came. It was seriously the funniest thing.

"things people say"

I love that Lady A song.

Lately I have been the recipient of some good ones.

My dad told us (several of his daughters) that we were easy. We were dying laughing. Maybe an hour later it occurred to him, as we were teasing him, what he said. He was trying to say we were low-maintenance. Not synonymous.

Saasha at work told me I look really big. (I was in a FIAT, and she claims it was an innocent comment.)

Twice in the last month people at the temple -in the baptistry- have made comments implying I am too old to be there. Good news. I now have one of these:

There is no way you can get too old (or have people think you are too old) for the rest of the temple. Oh and I am ridiculously excited about going. AND I have a date with my adorable little brother-who comes home from his mission in 28 days-to go to the Salt Lake Temple when he gets back!

I think I got side tracked.

Mori (that's me in case you didn't catch that)

(From Kyler-Madilyn's dad)

I asked Madilyn yesterday who her buddy was... "Mori!!!" Who's your favorite? "Mori!" Who's the best? "Mori" Looks like you stole the show.

Stadium of Fire

No, we're still not dating. Yes, I still think he is the most attractive man ever...

Top FIVE Favorite things:

1. Handsome Man

2. Fireworks

3. Country music

4. Handsome Man picked me up on his motorcycle

5. Unlike my "Hi, I invited myself to come with you--but I will essentially stop talking to you after I get to see Carrie Underwood"date from last year. I am entirely confident I will keep seeing this one. :D

I've always had a bit of thing for Spiderman...

His bicepts aren't bad either...

He told me I couldn't Facebook this picture. But this isn't Facebook and he doesn't know this blog exists. Actually he told me I couldn't Facebook the one where I tried to capture him running through the park with his cape (it didn't turn out). I didn't get a picture of him scaring the little boy next to us, or him posing on his motorcycle with the cape (actually he didn't end up doing that, but he wanted to.)

I love summer nights!

This is different.

I got to see my lover Lindsee Anderson this week. In case you don't know, I LOVE LOVE LOVE her. Her life is littered with funny dating stories. She was sharing a few this weekend and out came this gem, "I feel like there are guys that are interested. They're just morons!" It is just  a lil' different for me. The guys that are interested in me are WEIRD. Really, really weird. This week I spent time with all of them... I wrote updates or descriptions with each one, but it didn't really paint any of them in a good light, so I deleted them. They are all good guys, and all friends. Well Latin Lover isn't so much a friend but he is kind.

Latin Lover
Lizard Man
Count Dracula
Nickname Still Pending

And yet the one that is not weird is the one that makes me crazy. I am still really sad, Handsome Man and I were supposed to spend some time together last night but our phones are currently in a fight; he called, but it never came through on my side. He ended up waiting for me to call him back and I was waiting for him to call me. Sad. I think I get to see him tomorrow though.


(In semi-related news: I went on a date to the Hogle Zoo today. I had never been. I took the iconic lion head water fountain photo.)

What I Know

First:

I know I love this song:

Second:

I know I love these:

Third:

I know I really love this:

Fourth:

I know I love her:

and her:

Oh yeah and my summer plans include all of them. I love my life!

But seriously... Madi is so cute isn't she?

Birthday Post Part 2

Monday my team took me to Tucanos for my birthday. Tuesday my friends in the Keys department took me to Smash Burger. They also brought me balloons. Thanks Katie... 

I think I kind of look like one of the Fruit of the Loom people in the photo on the left.

Haylie made this fantastic looking cake TWICE! Once for practice and once for real. Both times it tasted heavenly. She also decorated the house with red and blue streamers and balloons. She even bought Spiderman plates and napkins. YEP! I had a Spiderman birthday party and couldn't have been more thrilled about it! 

Doug left me 24 messages on my phone. It was pretty dang cool.

The trampoline gym was fantastic! We played dodgeball--and I think my team lost every time. We jumped in the foam pit, bounced around and had a good ole' time. I had friends from Provo, Salt Lake and even one from Logan. Thanks other Katie for coming that far...

T-Bone gave Pi-Phi and I matching Utah Blaze visors...

Les will probably be the only one who appreciates the Post-It notes. But I think you can all appreciate Doug (2)'s flip and the fact that we had Spiderman playing at my house during the party. 

*Not Pictured: Julie and Handsome Man kicking my trash at Mario Cart on the Wii. They didn't even let me win on my birthday...

From the Mouth of Babes

I am home for the weekend and with all the nieces and nephews around we did brownies and ice cream for my birthday. At my house we have a rule: As many candles as you blow out, you get that many boyfriends. That hasn't worked for me the past 23 years, but I am certain that this is my year... Ethan likes this rule and was teasing me about it. I told him I was pretty excited about the concept. Caleb told me he would help me catch those 24 boyfriends. The nephews all started to come up with ways.

Justin thought I should put a fish hook in pizza or ice cream.

Ethan suggested a couple of options that sounded kind of stalkerish and included me hiding in his house when he gets home.

Caleb thought I should utilize a trick pinata to make him feel really strong.

Ethan and Joseph tag teamed for my favorite plan. Ethan suggested I write a lot of love letters. Joseph then suggested I use a fish hook and I think a pizza to lure him toward me. Ethan then added "and make kissy faces."

I laughed and said that sounded like a great plan.

"It works for kids in my grade..."

The rest of the birthday post should be coming soon. 

"you're not dainty"

My coworker told me that one day. I know. I agree. I am not a moose, but I am not a tiny girl. When I am country dancing I see these girls doing lifts and flying in the air and I am amazed. Handsome man and I were watching a mountain of a man dance; he and his partner were doing crazy lifts.

Later in the evening I decided he should teach me some moves (Don't worry: I wasn't suggesting he throw me over his shoulder.) Well the next thing I knew, he was throwing me.

It was crazy! He had me doing a backflip, several crazy dips and this thing where he just threw me around like a rag doll for a little while! It was the craziest thing. Handsome man just stood there watching and laughing. And of course immediately after the dance was over he came to share the funniness of what had just happened. I was still dizzy after he dropped me off.

I ran into handsome man today downtown. I was at lunch with two of my coworkers and a roommate. He came in and joined us. It was a little weird because I felt like I was being evaluated by my coworkers. It was fun to see him though. Oh wait. I always like to see him...

Here's hoping my make-up motorcycle ride comes soon...

I am so excited!

It's my birthday week!

 I love birthdays more than essentially any other adult.

I have this problem.

Sometimes (more often than I would like) I struggle with a language barrier between myself and the lunch attendant behind the counter (once even with a girl that speaks only English). It never seems to happen to my coworkers.

Last night Adrian—the short Hispanic man that has decided to teach me to country dance—asked me to go to dinner next week. I figured he has been so kind to teach me, I could have dinner with him. …gulp... He REALLY struggles with  English so sometimes he just starts speaking in Spanish. He was horrified last night when he asked if I could speak any Spanish. I told him I could count to ten. (So I might have understated my abilities. I can count to fifteen…)

Wish me luck.

For those of you who are frightened that I agreed to go to dinner with him—I am meeting him there. I won’t be telling him where I live.

In related news: I am becoming a much better dancer! Unfortunately some of the tricks I have learned are hard for me when dancing with the tall handsome man because I learn them with a short sweaty dude so gauging where to jump is sometimes hard.

I am not sure....

blah blah blah. I just wrote a paragraph and got bored reading it.

Jared comes home in 100 days! (technically 101 but I think today is over)

Today's Quotes

"Seriously [Lori]? Seriously?, You had to make fun of John Garff?" -Rebecca Anderson, my former boss.*

"There is nothing more attractive than a woman in a skirt carrying a Spiderman wallet. -Joshua Lucero, coworker


*Actually I started moving up in the Ken Garff Automotive Group after I made fun of the General Manager at Ford in front of Robert Garff, President of Ken Garff Automotive. I thought a shot at the CEO was next...

I love my little brother!

...so this boy tell me more about him are you dating or do you just seem to spend a lot of time together cause if you are not dating you send me his address i will send a him a letter and if he can read the words i say to him i will have your problems straight in no time i will have him coming to the door with roses and asking you to marry him i will unfold the scriptures unto him and show him the plan of salvation and how if he does not marry you he pretty much wont got to heaven hehe...

I went dancing again tonight. I had one guy that was surprised it was only my second time because most of the time I could follow fairly well. (He may have just been trying to flatter me. It worked..)

I whacked another guy in the face with my elbow. It wasn't hard... but I was embarrassed.

Another man told me to relax my wrists. I DON'T know what that means. My last semester of college, my clogging teacher (cough cough* bad judgement) told me to relax my ankles. I would like to say this once and for all: I can relax muscles. I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO RELAX JOINTS!

vroom vroom.

I decided not to buy a motorcycle. Did I mention that? Mostly I decided I should pay back my student loans. Yesterday I decided just to get a man with a motorcycle. (okay I have considered that option before...) A handsome man came over yesterday and we went on a ride. I think I like that better than riding solo.

And he didn't make fun of the fact that I love motorcycles and am terrified of bicycles. What a keeper!

Last night I went country dancing

Remember how after four years at Uintah High I still struggle with the 15 synchronized claps? Well... I went country dancing anyway. It was fun. This short really sweaty fella who doesn't speak English well worked hard to help me learn. He also started speaking in Spanish and I thought I just couldn't understand because of his accent. Nope it was the wrong language. 

Someone else suggested last night I watch a lot of YouTube videos to learn to dance. 

I am really happy it is the weekend. Yeah, I know... it is 4:54 so I should be working right now. I pinky promise to to finish that DealerSocket thing I am supposed to be working on. 

update

I went on a second date with Lizard boy. There won't likely be a third. His best friend asked me yesterday if I was going to ask him out again.

Excuse me?

No, no, I won't be asking him out. You know that he is the boy right? (That and I am not going to tell you that I don't want to date your best friend. Actually, I don't really want to tell him either...)

Here's the Truth

I don't think I have ever had a date work so hard to impress me.

It worked!

night out on the town

My date for the evening:

carries a lizard in his pocket
wears silky womens pajamas
sometimes has purple hair
claims his middle name is Rockstar.

Please don't judge me when I say I think tonight will be blast!

I guess I thought it was important

to go grocery shopping at almost midnight.
to clean my portion of the pantry at midnight.
to check blogs/facebook/ksl at half past midnight.

I wonder at what point cleaning my room will become important.

good news

The boy came over.
We had dinner. We cleaned up dinner. I realized I left the stove on.
We watched the game.
We played Connect Four. I won. BYU didn't :(

No first aid kit required.

Today I gave him a bloody nose.

please

make sure if you have something to say about this post you make sure you are one of the first two to do so. As you can see I seem to have a think for 2 comment posts.

Awkward story of the day. I have a fatty crush on a man in my ward. Today we were sitting together at a mingle. We were talking and he looks down and realizes my hands are shaking. Okay it was more like quaking... I couldn't come up with a reason to explain the shaking, so he flat out asks me if he makes me nervous. (*uh... ya think?) A few minutes later we both rounded the same corner going different directions. Consequently I made an embarrassing surprised noise.

He must think I am insane.

I have fallen in front of him-more than once. I visibly shake because he makes me so nervous. Sometimes I get lost going to ward activities, and I can't navigate the hallways at church.

But.

The good news is he is coming over to watch the game with me on Thursday.

noted

I want to buy a motorcycle. No really, I am serious. I have been told that no one would want to marry me if I do. Well, at this point I am not sure I will be able to tell the difference.

I got a new phone number. It was kind of by accident. I am bummed. I wanted to keep that one...

I am going to Tridell this weekend. I haven't been there since New Years. It is about time. As a plus I got out of a date I didn't really want to go on.

I folded some laundry and am kind of proud of myself.

"You look happy"

I went to the Ford store today. Bob asked me how I was doing. I answered positively and he responded, "You look happy." I am.

Life is good. I am going to Idaho in the morning. I got to see my mom for a few minutes today while she was running errands. I have a full gallon of milk in the refrigerator. Its payday. Mary said I was funny.

I got to spend some time tonight with a boy I have a thing for.

Life is good.

two posts in a week!

There once was story about two best friends. They were roommates and went to the almost all of the BYU Men's Basketball games together. And they got cake after 80+ point games. Then one friend moved away. It was sad. The next year she came back for the season opener and for cake. Over the course of the season boys came and went, and they discovered that going to the games together was way better than going with ANY of these guys. To make matters worse, NONE of the games they went to were high enough scoring to merit cake. The regular season wore down and they decided to go to the last game. 

They were not disappointed.

What a good day to be a cougar fan! 

I wish

that my posts were more exciting. But then I remembered: only 3 people read them. And those 3 people already like me. 

I think it is hard for me to be a girl. 

I don't have fake eyelashes. I am not sure how to properly apply root lifter. I love eating a cheesesteak--all 503954309034 calories of it. I am not sure why someone's girlfriend is jealous of me. I don't know how to fix that. I don't want to small talk with my roommate in the morning. I get impatient waiting for a fella to make a move. I love BYU Basketball and get a little too emotionally invested in it. I have a hard time know how to talk on the phone to anyone I am not really close to. I don't know how to tiptoe around a guy's pride when I know more than he does cars, current events or sports. Sometimes I don't want to. 

Being a girl is hard. And I haven't even come close to the part where I have to give birth.

oh. and every time I leave the room one of my roommates needs to send me off with multiple variations of a farewell greeting. As I am sitting here in my room with the door closed she came up to her room and said told me again through the door to have a good night. Were the last three goodnights not enough? So if she asks me for the third time tonight how my day was, how do I respond? 

For the record. I don't have a hard time being female. It's just "being a girl."

I started to write down a funny event tonight where I got stuck in a subdivision that spanned  about a square mile with apparently no other entrance or exit than the one I came in. Then I discovered it was a funny event, not so much of a funny story...

untitled.

Sushi date was fun. In part because it was so fun to step so entirely out of my comfort zone. He was a good date. The tuna was really rough! I gave it my due diligence though. The salmon one (not sure what else was in it...) was pretty good. I am cultured now. :D

Alltel says I should have my new phone in two weeks. In the mean time, my pink hand me down is currently being held together by scotch tape. Wish me luck.

 BYU Basketball makes me really happy! As you can imagine, yesterday was fantastic for me. (For those of you who live under an NCAA devoid rock, SDSU had the best record in the NCAA yesterday. Their only two losses have been to our BYU Cougars. Can a get a woot woot for Noah. I mean Jimmer... Okay really I mean Noah Hartsock-even though I am supposed like Jimmer the best.

I thought

I thought I was posting on here a moment ago. As it turns out I was posting on my family's blog. Whoops.

Recap: Love the spring & lazy saturday mornings... especially when then turn into lazy Saturday afternoons :D

I worked on my quilt a little this week. I am excited for it. I think I will work on it some more today.

thinking ahead a little... but I can smell summer:

fireworks.
10 pm walks with my best friend (creamies/drumsticks/or any manner of frozen heaven in hand)
mountains-lots of day trips. a couple overnighters sound fantastic as well.
lightning
country music with the windows down. bonfires


in the mean time I will settle for this:

Rexburg
Kelli - dancing
Trever & Joelle. Their adorable kids.
sweet ladies in the baptistry

20 days.

If in the spring...

I have a sushi date on Thursday. I don't like fish. I am really really nervous. I think you might not understand how terrified I am. GULP. Someone wish me luck because I struggle with different foods.

I have no particular feelings towards Valentines Day. But I did get some chocolate and a nice meal. So it wasn't a bust.

I am watching Hitch and saving souls tonight. This is a good night.

ode to Puff

Puff doesn't read this blog. She doesn't know it exists. Maybe I should share it with her. I just need the world to know she is fantastic. I have never met a person that knows Puff and doesn't love her, not just like her, but love her.

I am one of those people. And I got to spend part of the weekend with her.

Lucky me.

Speechless

I have been crafting this blog post in my mind. There are so many things to share. And I am not sure how to approach it. 

I considered writing a letter:

Dear 6'7" country music lover,

With stats like that I knew from the get-go things would fun. Our date a couple of weeks ago was fun. It took you a little while to open up, and then you did. It was cool. When the four of us on that date *  determined we wanted to go to a BYU game together, we talked about getting tickets; I mentioned I had planned to pick up some in the morning-before you and your best friend said you wanted to come-you said I should get the tickets now. I got four tickets. When the other two backed out, our date was still on. Well... I guess I assumed it was a date, I never really asked you and you never really asked me, we just made plans for the two of us to go together. 

I asked you to bring a friend because the guy Karalee was going to bring couldn't make it. You said your cousin would love to. Awesome. Pardon our immaturity--or realism, prior to the date we started to make jokes about what her date would be like. Imagine our surprise when you mentioned moments before your cousin's arrival that he was a she. When you left to go give her her ticket Karalee jokingly said, "Wouldn't it be funny if he really brought a date, but called her his cousin so she could still get the ticket?" That would be funny**

The letter avenue wasn't really working. I wasn't sure how to express how funny it was to me that he paid very little attention to me during the game and at half time opened up his wallet to get his "cousin" some money for snacks-- how funny it was that my date had another date. After he opened up his wallet and she turned to leave he looked over and asked me if I wanted a water or something. I passed. I can't really illustrate how hard Karalee and I were laughing at the site of these two may-or-may-not-be-cousins. 

Instead of the letter I thought about sharing my ideals of a good date:

Very cute

Loves BYU

Stands up for what's right***

Considerate

Friendly-even if a little shy

Its too bad Karalee found him first. 

And that he is five.

 Oh Jacob, you will be a lady killer. He shared his sour patch kids with Karalee. What  a guy!

I could also share how the man who gave me the most attention last night was a married man behind me. Or I could recall how Karalee and I sang the fight song on my coworker's voicemail. And then I filled his Facebook wall with Jimmer clips and articles. These were things I could do to share what an awesome night it was.

BUT: I finally settled on a picture story board:

This was when I realized Karalee was a better date than....

This is when I tried to include the cousins.

This was the "best night of my life."

This was us meeting Sara's date before I took her and he left.

This is me remembering I should never go to one of these without my bestie.

And this a really hard angle to photograph... and yes it is the back of my legs. The game was a little brutal. Or the benches were...

My "date" sent me a post date text telling me how great it was and how he had such a fun time. So did I, I am just not sure we had it together....

*(okay once the date-napping-roommate disappeared there were four)

** hmmm... didn't know how funny...

***ask Karalee about her sportsmanship lesson or read about it.