the good stuff is always free.

 

the other day I went for a hike up ensigns peak to let brad have some peace and quiet while he studied.  the weather was more than what I could have asked for.  I finally reached the top after heaving and thinking I was going to die about 17 times on the path.  8 sister missionaries were up there at the top all ecstatic about the view.  one was from korea, italy, africa, sweden, 2 from australia, and 2 from the east coast in the u.s.. they asked me all sorts of questions about what it was like to live in utah.  then they told me all the incredible reasons why it would be awesome to live here.  most of those things I take for granted of course. and then I was able to ask all the questions I wanted about where they all lived and what it was like.

we had conversations that I know I will remember for the rest of my life about Heavenly Father, families, struggles, the gospel and all the tender mercies in life. we laughed, promise I cried at some points, and I was able to hug every single one of them before they left.  we were all up there for about an hour and a half, and throughout the conversations I was able to hear every single one of them bare their testimony in one way or another in their own, beautiful accents.

they even wanted a picture with me at the end.  so there I was at the top of ensigns peak, in the middle of 8 sister missionaries, looking like a man, getting my picture taken with them.  I’ll treasure that evening with all my life. and the best part? I didn’t have to pay a cent for such a great experience.

awesome.

 

blueberries and lemons go good together.

ingrid michaelson said it best when she said, “the sky looks pissed.”
yesterday the sky looked pissed. the rain was harsh, and there was no need for that wind.
so the only thing to do was stay inside with lemon and blueberry pancakes and cozy up.

I can make the worlds ugliest faces.

one night I was wide awake and brad was super tired.  I felt hyper and obnoxious.

I kept tossing and turning because I couldn’t sleep and it was annoying me…..and brad I’m sure.

brad turned his head around, probably to ask what was going on, so i thought i'd give him a thrill with that face.

he screamed so loud and got as far away from my face as possible.  I think he thought I was possessed.

classic.

this is what the ladies did while the men were at priesthood...

we danced at joanna's while picking out crafts.

i think the carbs from speghetti factory got me a little hyper.

sorry it's sideways....
and i believe my next line after "ok" was, "i need to grow up".

p.s. how about mom-lisa's (brads mom) laugh in the background? if that doesn't make you happy i don't know what would.

october conference 2011.

 

 

 

this conference weekend was full of wisdom, fat, and much needed time with brad. this was actually our first conference that we watched with just us 2. it was bliss. I went balls out and bought a crap load of good food. we ate like lazy kings all day sunday.  he tickled my feet and I tickled his under the blanket while sprawled out on our couch throughout all of conference. I found so much peace and solace from the prophet and apostles teachings.  I always feel so full of hope and happiness after listening. and it also helps me to get my butt in gear and be better in every aspect. this motivation usually lasts about a week.  which is why it takes place 2 times a year I’m guessing.

after we went for a walk because we were getting to the point where we couldn’t even move from being so full. we got back and played a game of yahtzee, watched 3 movies and ate some more.  umm, no that was not a typo-we really can watch 3 movies in one sitting. then finished the night with a dance in our living room. we felt the urge after watching a certain movie. when brad wants to dance, he might as well tell me he planned a trip around the world for us. I get the same excitement…

san diego, california!!

little robbie!!! we’re going to miss him so much! he got his mission call last week and now I feel like there’s going to be a giant black hole without him at the house.  of course we are so happy for him and his decision, but man…it’s hard.  he had so many people come and support him just opening his call.  it just goes to show how fun and incredibly nice of a person he is.  we all adore him so much.  I’m tearing up just thinking about him going. which is just a glimse, i'm sure as to what my parents feel.  they were bawling when he opened it. it broke my heart to see them over in the corner crying while all his friends were hugging him and congratulating him. we are all so proud of him!

I told him I give him 2 months before he ditches the mish and lives life as a beach bum…

that life sounds pretty nice to be honest.