Tuesday, July 29, 2008


Another great surprise? The set of scriptures My Wonderful Husband gifted me with. With My name engraved on them. I am now officially Lisa Niederhauser in heaven.


This is pretty much how I spent my 22nd B Day. Large and in charge. My husband out did himself, yet again. Totally surprised me. Not a small feat, even for the trickiest of tricksters. I started pestering him the end of June. A month before the BIG DAY. I tried asking sweetly, I tried guilting him into telling me, I tried pestering him, I did it all. To no avail. All I knew was that I had to keep the night of the 23rd and the 24th open. So he gets home on the 23rd, whips out a suitcase, and tells me to pack. SWEET! We spent the evening up at the resort at Snowbird, swimming, watching movies, and eating Cafe Rio as much as our little hearts desired. It was awesome. Morning comes, and I was SO excited for a birthday, that I jumped out of bed at 7:30, and poor Christian had to follow suit. Selfish? yes. Just like any true Birthday Girl. So, we had breakfast at this breakfast buffet place there (I cannot make decisions, even at 22), then PLAYED all day. There is a wicked zipline that goes down the mountain, and yes it IS as sweet as it sounds. Careful on the unload though, its a doozy. The alpine slide is pretty sweet. It was a good time to be had by all. Seriously, the more i think about it, the more i LOVE my husband. He knows me better than I know myself.

After, we were pooped, so we went home and SLEPT. However, all was not lost, the day was still filled with surprises. Went to dinner (one word... YUM) then to his parents house to chill with the sisters and brother in law. LOVE them. I bought PS I love You on DVD, and we had quite the movie night; filled with candy, pizza, laughter, and love.

My mom and little brother were in town as well, so Friday I got to partay with them all day. It was sooo fun! Friday night, my mom and I had a girls night and went shopping, then to see Mamma Mia. WOO HOO!!! I loved it. Even with the crazy mean lady sitting next to me. Ahhh...

And it continues... Sunday night was my final celebration with Christians parents. Lots of yummy food, presents (:)) and fun.

I'm exhausted.

P.S. I now have a giant X on my back in heavy duty tape keeping me from being a hunch back. Thank you, physical therapy. You are making this body a better place for me to live. Ow.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Be Nice To Me, It's My Birthday

Yes, that IS a real cake. 

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Pedal Pusher

Ain't she a beauty? Who would have thought, that one day I would become a biker chick?! But really, with a ride as sweet as this little lady, I can't help it!! My wonderful husband had finally convinced me about a month ago that getting a bike would be a worthwhile investment for us. He gets some pretty awesome deals at the bike shop where he spends his afternoons, and it will help me (hopefully) get into better shape. Plus, I had been feeling a little guilty that whenever someone would ask us what our hobbies were, I would reply with, "Each other". Plus Christian SO loves to bike, and I SO love him. The process of picking out this darling was a long and drawn out one, but well worth it. This was the first set of wheels I tried, and became attached. Of course, I picked out the one that is POUT OF STOCK until July. Wonderful Husband then tried to sell me on a few others, but I loved the seat on this one, and wasn't about to budge. Girls gotta protect her assets. :)
Given my track record, I can see how people might be a little skeptical of my biking abilities. I mean, I'm a shopping, sit-on-my-heinie-and-watch-the-world-go-by kind of gal. My own mother even said, "Do you enjoy to bike?" when I told her. I'll have you, the blogging world, know that I have been out there EVERY DAY since I got the thing. I even used it last night to go run errands. And I didn't even have to walk the bike up hills. I'm a regular cruiser.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008


The above subject has been on my mind lately. Not because I crave it, but because i dread it. I can't stand cheese. Any kind, really. Except that macaroni and cheese is one of my favorite foods. So fake cheese is tolerable. Preferred, actually. I know I am a minority. I don't expect people to bend over backwards with this crazy fetish. Most of my life, this crazy dislike of cheese has been easy to work around. My family knows that I don't do cheese. However, I have realized over the past... oh, say 6 MONTHS or so, I have new family. They are cheese people. Which creates a problem for my "fly under the radar" policy I try to keep at other people homes. This brings us to Sunday evening. There was a 4th of July feast to be had at a member of Christians extended family's house. MMMMM, free food, right? SCORE. Hamburgers. Double score. At that point in the evening, I could honestly feel my stomach rejoicing. I sit at the table, salivating. Oh, DANG. CHEESEburgers. All of them. I look at Christian, panicked. His first thought was, Just take it off. Okay, I can work with that. Still flying under the radar. No one has noticed that I am a tad slower to dig in than the others. Red Flag. Cheese will NOT come off. The bun is crumbling. By this point people are looking at me. ugh. luckily, I have a wonderful husband that loves me despite my dislike of all condiments except mayo, which I LOVE, my hatred of cheese, etc. He was peeling off his cheese this whole time, which was a bit easier to remove. So I ended up with two top buns (insert The Office joke... THATS WHAT SHE SAID) and a patty. And just a slightly tarnished reputation. All for a cheeseless hamburger.
Happy day of freedom and fireworks.

P.S. The actual day of the 4th was glorious. And the days surrounding it. Its been hard to come back to reality. I will post pictures and stories when I can look back without feeling sad to be done.