Mommie

Call it homesickness, call it the holiday season, call it whatever you'd like. But today, I really miss my Mom. Is it weird that I sometimes actually wish that something crazy would happen to me, so that my mom would have to come out here and help nurse me back to health?! Just so I could get a little more time/attention from my mom. Sometimes living so far away really stinks! I know that I am 22 years old, married, and really, really happy. I love my husband, im working on loving Logan, and building a life out here (for a few years). But sometimes, a mature, 22 year old girl misses her Mom. I really couldn't ask for a better, more loving, kind, giving, beautiful Mom. Seriously. She trumps them all.

I can't wait to go home for Thanksgiving!!!

**I know this picture is of the family (well, most of the family. Some of the most important people are missing!), but I just really think this os one of the cutest pictures of my Mom!!

Lucky #24!

Today happens to be November 12, 2008. A date which I have been gearing up for for quite awhile. My handsome, loving, wonderful husband has turned 24. YAY!! So, in honor for this momentous occasion, here are 24 reasons I love the man.

1. He whistles while he works.

2. The way his eyes smile when he is really happy.

3. His constant search to share more natural high moments with me.

4. His love for blogging :)

5. He listens to coutry music when I am in the car, just to make me happy.

6. He let everyone believe that it was HIM who drove the car into the garage with the bike in top, just because I was embarassed.

7.He is just as excited to see my family for Thanksgiving as I am!!

8. He daydreams about our life together as parents.

9. He has given up his crush on Jennifer Aniston for me.

10. All he ever wants for his birthday from me is a heart shaped cake that is made from a box.

11. He thinks sweats are the best outfit for me.

12. I have never heard him raise his voice at anyone. Not me, not his family, not the dog. Never.

13. He has a great appreciation for nature, and for that joy that comes for free.

14. He has the patience to answer all of my crazy, nutty gospel questions.

15. He understands that sometimes, girls just need a wardrobe update.

16. He says he loves taco salad, which happens to be the only thing I know how to cook. If that even counts as cooking.

17. Christian understands that sometimes, I just need to see my family, especially my nephew.

18. Life has a way of spinning out of control on me, and he is the only thing that can even it all out.

19. He understands that sometimes, weather its a bad haircut, or friends being mean to me, I just need a good cry.

20. He is always laughing at me. Makes it easier for me to laugh at myself.

21. His mission had a huge impact on who he is today, almost more than anything else.

22. He's fun to hang out with.

23. He is a good driver in the snow.

24. He is my very best friend.

And these are some of MY favorite things!

Well, its a lovely, crisp fall friday, and I am stuck in my lowely little cubbie here at work. Not that i don't love it, and all of the blessings we reap from my job (ie wages). However, the season is a little slow, so I had the idea that you all may like to see what I have been enjoying these past few weeks, months, here in Logan, Utah. Please, allow me...

Ah, the lovely ladies of Lipstick Jungle. I have been bored with Greys Anatomy lately,what with all the unecessary drama of the show that just seems to linger and never be cleared up. This drama, though, keeps me coming back.

Here I present my new hobby, of sorts. Yes, knitting. Please excuse the lack of quality in this picture. It is taken from the camera on my lovely, trusty, free cell phone. And realise that that scarf has already doubled, if not tripled in size. And the picture was taken less than two days ago. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And, no, I have not aged overnight. Just got a little bored, and remembered that my lovely wonderful, fertile best friend taught me how 2 years ago. So I brought out the old needles and took another stab at it. Pun intended.

And here is the little man, himself. My nephew. He is almost 9months old, and is the most precious thing that this earth has ever seen. Seriously. Never in my life have i felt so much love from one little person. And to thing, we moved ourselves 135 miles from him. How stupid can we be??? I can't wait to see him again, and almost daily find myself looking at his pictures, yet again. Many thanks to his wonderful mother for keeping us updated on his growing. WE MISS HIM!!!!

My daily dose of hot chocolate. Every morning, Christian sends me out the door for work with a warm toaster strudel, leancuisine, and a warm thermos of hot chocolate. Seriously. Funny thing is, I have never really been a huge fan of hot chocolate. I have always liked it, dont get me wrong. I just dont CRAVE it ever. But since this little tradition has been going on, I find myself looking forward to it, everyday. Mostly because Christian makes it for me. The one day I made it for myself, I didnt even touch it. :)

And, last but not least, socks. I have recently aquired all sorts of fun socks, and boy am I glad I did! Much like my beautiful mother, my feet are ALWAYS freezing. Seriously. We have a heated matress pad, a heated blanket, a space heater, and I am still cold all night long. Weird, I know. But during the day is when its the worst. I cant very well be walking around town with a heated mattress pad around me. Although, weirder things have been seen around Logan. So I throw on a cute pair of spiffy, fun socks, put on a pair of flats, and pretend that its normal. I am not willing to give up my quality of life for a cute pair of shoes to be work how they are supposed to. I am all about altering to fit your nees :)

Anyways, there is my life, however material and goofy it may sound. In other update news, my wonderful best friend, who is really the most kind, genuine, loud, and caring individual that you will meet, is pregnant. WAHOO!!!! I am loving having all of these babies around so that I can get my fill that way without feeling the need for one of my own. I have already gotten loads of fun stuff for bother her and the unnamed, ungendered child. I know that some of it will not be used, but being 700 miles away makes it a little hard to actually BE there. So I am doing all I can for the time being. Buying cute baby stuff. I cant wait for Thanksgiving though. I get to see her and the lovely little belly! Many pictures to follow of that joyous reunion!!

Protect Marriage + Family

Little Known Facts on Proposition 8:

Having tolerance without condoning.We can love someone while still maintaining and advocating our standards and beliefs.

Unless Proposition 8 passes, California society will soon undergo a profound change in its basic understanding of marriage and family life.That will affect everyone in numerous ways. Over time, greater acceptance of nontraditional marriage will be demanded of all people. This could impact the ability of any religion to teach and practice its beliefs.

Proposition 8 will not hurt gays. In California, the law provides for marriage-related benefits to be given to civil unions and domestic partnerships. Proposition 8 does not diminish these benefits.

Failure to pass Proposition 8 will hurt children.If gay marriage remains legal, public schools will put it on equal footing with traditional marriage. Children will likely receive “age appropriate” information about sexual relations within heterosexual and homosexual marriages.

Failure to pass Proposition 8 will hurt churches.The court’s decision will inevitably lead to conflicts with religious liberty and free speech rights. Society will become more and more hostile to traditional beliefs about marriage and family.

For more information, please refer to: http://www.preservingmarriage.org/

Leaves are falling all around...

"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address. On the other hand, this not knowing has its charms."

Guess that movie!!! Hahahaha...Its "You've Got Mail!" Its is probably one of my most favorite movies, right up there next to "Live Free or Die Hard." Hahahaha...

Yeah, I'm a sucker for sentimental stuff, especially movies like "You've Got Mail." By the way, this is Christian, not Lisa. I know, you would usually expect something like this from Lisa and not from me. I'm very deceiving. Because, behind my rough and masculine appearance, there is a sappy sentimental weirdo that only Lisa and my family know about it. I won't go into detail, because I've already embarrassed myself by announcing my favorite movie.

But the real purpose I copied that quote from "You've Got Mail" is because it is officially fall here in Logan and it might very well be my favorite season of the year. I rode my bike up Green Canyon the other day and the colors were a magnificent red, yellow, green, and orange! The sun was set so perfect over the trees that the trail was illuminated with the different shades. So after I spinned my way through a painting of colors, I went home to share it with Lisa. So after my ride, we picked up some food from Papa Kelseys and drove up the canyon to eat and enjoy Gods art. It was a natural high to say the least.

So for those that actually check our blog, you have to take advantage of this moment and drive up one of the canyons to get your fill of some autumn ecstasy.

The Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Hello again to my ever watchful, ever interested blog-readers. Thats right, Im talking to you... uh... whoever you are. Welcome to my venting corner. I would like to tell you all a tale of horror and devastation. Also known as, September 30, 2008.

The day starts to a pretty good start. My daily toaster studel and hug and kiss from my man. Work was busy, pretty eventful, which is always a shock. Nothing we couldn't totally handle. Managed to finish the season premeire of the office, which fully lived up to its own hype. Thank you, Jim and Pam. And many congrats sent your way.

As some of you may be aware of, I have a rather difficult time growing out my hair. I find the immediate gratification of a new, short do more satisfying than the ever monotonous growing out process. So, the fact that I have been growing out my hair for the past 6 months has been quite a feat. One that I have had to overcome myself in the porcess of, on a daily basis. I was ready for a new updated style, but one that I didn't have to loose any length with. I made an appt. with a salon in the Logan area, and, needless to say, have really been looking forward to it. Well, It was for 5:00pm on September 30, 2008. I get off work, and scoot my anxious little bum over there. I was so excited. A much deserved bang trim. Snip snip. She flips me around, and holy moly. I almost cried. Think bangs, circa 1994. Horrible, straight across, awful bangs. I am almost throwing up as I am writing this. My reaction was this "Well, I have been pinning them back for 6 months, whats another 6 months?" Horrible, awful, devastation. I have not had a good hair cut in about 2 years. The only girl I have really liked, well, she moved to AZ. Its was all i could do not to break down in tears right then and there. I got in the car, and cried. I was then on my way to pick up Christians contacts at Standard Optical. Their hours are 9-7pm. Except yesterday. They closed at 4pm, yesterday. Well, thank heavens for that. I would have hated to have heard soem good news for a change. Heaven forbid.

I then proceed to go home, lock myself in the bathroom, cry, eat dinner, cheer up upon reading a lovely blog post my dear husband wrote, then go to bed and cry some more. Over reaction? Perhaps. either way, I am taking myself shopping for headbands and hats, am glad that winter is coming up, and I can live in a beanie for the next 6 months till my hair grows out yet again, and am ever grateful for a husband who loves me despite over reactions and shopping sprees for hats and hairbands.

P.S. Nina- if you read this... any good places that you know of to get cute hair stuff? At this point I am desperate.

Surprise!!! I'm writing another post! This never happens! Usually Lisa would be egging me to post something sophisticated and delightful. But this time, she doesn't know I'm about to post something. It probably won't be sophisticated, but it definitley is delightful.
I hate to admit it, but I have become very keen on blogging. I'm always checking our friends blogs and hoping that someone will post something new for me to read. I have to read something new or I go crazy!
So the real reason that I am typing right now is because I remembered that just a few days ago it was the one year mark of the week I made Lisa mad and then a few days later I proposed to her. I can't believe it has been a year! It seems like just a few months ago that she got mad at me for not calling her for almost a week. But really it was all in my plan to surprise her a few days later with the most careful and thought out proposal ever! I did pretty good. Even if I do say so myself.
So happy one-year-since-I-made-you-mad-then-proposed Lisa!!! You are my lovely dinosaur!!!