Happy Halloweenie

Us doing our thang...trying to be sessy. We got all dressed up for our singles ward Halloween party.Our friend Drew was a Pez dispenser. Ahh...doesn't he look adorable?I pulled out my good old fake eyelashes. I had to! Halloween is the only excuse I have to put them on. Oh and that's not a wig, I dyed my hair dark brown but it looks red here.Friends

Does this guy look familiar? He should because I think he's my long lost brother from another mother. Do you see the resemblence below?

Halloween 2007 when we went as fugly (freakin ugly) people.

Octoberfest

FRIGHTMARE on 13th with some friendsCorn Maze in West Jordan with the Singles Ward

Dear Diary,

This last Friday we went to the mountains to have a campfire to roast some mallows and dogs but discovered the campsites were closed. So, we ended up in my parents backyard instead. Some of these pictures, however, look like we pulled over on the side of the road somewhere in Kansas (notice the giant wheat grass).

Lisa and Dan roasting their dogs.

Jamie and her little brother Manti.

Sam and Russ enjoying the campfire (the fun is written all over their faces).

Saturday night we went to Chili's for dinner.Mike enjoying his hamburger.

A brother and sister sandwich (that's what we call Mike and Lindsay Garbett).

We like to take pictures of ourselves.

I also burned my head with my curling iron. I do that just about every other week.

Notice the picture within a picture?Very cool.

Angels were dancing on my tongue!

I noticed this recipe in my favorite magazine the other day. It looked so good that I even mentioned it to my roomie Emily. Really, it was kinda lame for me to even tell her about it and for us to have a random conversation about turtle pumpkin pie. I think I subconsciously planted a seed in her head because last Wednesday we had a little singles ward bff dinner party and she googled a yummy recipe to make and picked the very one I so lamely told her about earlier that week. And it WAS just as good as I thought it would be. It fullfilled all my pumpkin pie desires and more...what an endorsment!

INGREDIENTS

1/4 cup caramel ice cream topping
1 (6 ounce) HONEY MAID Graham Pie Crust
1/2 cup PLANTERS Pecan Pieces
1 cup cold milk
2 pkg. (4 serving size) JELL-O Vanilla Flavor Instant Pudding & Pie Filling
1 cup canned pumpkin
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 (8 ounce) tub COOL WHIP Whipped Topping, thawed, divided
2 tablespoons caramel ice cream topping
2 tablespoons PLANTERS Pecan Piece

DIRECTIONS
1. Pour 1/4 cup caramel topping into crust; sprinkle with 1/2 cup pecans.

2. Beat milk, dry pudding mixes, pumpkin and spices with whisk until blended. Stir in 11/2 cups whipped topping. Spread into crust.

3. Refrigerate 1 hour. Top with remaining whipped topping, caramel topping and pecans just before serving. Store leftovers in refrigerator.

Ambitious?

I wandered over to the fabric store after making my weekly trip to the library (where I typically grab several issues of this magazine and this one, oh and this one too--a girl can dream, right? Side note: I also picked up this movie it's a must see. It's the original movie You've Got Mail is based on.) I bought the pattern to make this bag. I often pretend I'm pretty crafty and can hold my own with a pair of scissors but I pulled out the pattern and it was daunting. Seriously, what's a gusset? I obviously don't know sewing lingo. It said it was for beginners--which to me means: just learned how to thread the sewing machine--so I thought I was good. I'm going to go ahead and try to make it. If it turns out too ugly I'll just gift to whoever I pick for Christmas this year. Who's gonna be the lucky one? ...I'm only half joking.

I've narrowed it down to these fabrics. I must admit there are some really hip and trendy fabrics out there. Amy Butler's rocks! I want her job! Or to at least become best friends forever.

What's your name delicate?

This video has provided us with oodles of one liners and inside jokes. We typically use one of these phrases in every conversation now. You should do it too, it brings so much joy.

"OH...okay,okay,okay...that's coo, that's coo."
"The back of yo head is ridci-uh-lous."
"Own that pony tail! Work that up do!!"
"Is he tall? Is he hefty?"
"Grace Kelly, Grace Kelly."
"Can I getcho numba?"
"Can I have it?"
"Can I receive the secret code? Can you send it telephonically?"

OMG {goodness}

Whoa, I'm speechless! I was thumbing through an old GQ article on my lunch break yesterday and found this scrumptiousness. I'm currently on the prowl for his look-a-like in Utah. He will, of course, attend church every Sunday, help little old ladies cross the street and love to snuggle. Let me know if you run into him.

He smells so good...

...it's like a yummy mixture of fresh laundry detergent and baby lotion. Yeah, it's real good. I have yet to smell a dirty diaper. Marci says that he's a little poop shy (yeah, you know what I'm talking about--remember the times when you're stuck in an uncomfortable surrounding i.e camping or a friend's house and on Monday morning you realize that you haven't gone ALL weekend--uh huh, don't pretend you don't know) I guess he only goes at his house. Which is so completely awesome for aunt Ash, I don't have to change or smell it. To be honest, I wouldn't have to change it even if I did get a whiff. Marci's an awesome Mom, she'd be on that in an instance.

Right now he's a little scared of his own tootertwinkles (that's code for FART, which was a BAD word that I wasn't allowed to say growing up, so my parents made up something ridiculous, however, I now quite enjoy saying, "eww... who just tootertwinkled?"). He bonked his head today after he let one rip. It scared him so much he fell over and hit his head on the side of the bed. Let me remind you, this was while my Mom was watching him. Unfortunately for my Mom, Cohen also decided to learn how to roll while sleeping on my parents bed (which is so tall you need a running start to get on) yep, he rolled right off as my Mom was walking in the room. *Cohen was not seriously hurt* However, the truth finally comes out and my Mom nonchalantly tells me that we all rolled off of something when were babies. And I must say I turned out absolutely PERFECT (smart as whip and cute as a button) so Marci and Cohen have nothing to worry about.

This post is mainly just to brag about how outrageously cute my little nephew is and how freakishly weird Ryan is starting to look like my Dad.

I stole these pictures from Marci's blog.

Dwight for President

I have a "Dwight" at my office. My favorite conversation to date was when he told me about his hemorrhoid surgery and how painful it was to have his first "movement".

I'm so psyched for the Office to start tonight. I was invited to an Office party and it is mandatory to dress up. ...I'm thinking I can pull off a really good Phyllis.

What the eff...

...I suck at blogging! Yep...that's right! However, I do have lots of excuses. Take work for an example, remember when I thought my job would be a piece of cake and I would have lots of time to sit around to pick my nose or something? Well, I was wrong. It's been crazy busy which is awesome but it's made me lose that lovin' feeling for blogging.

Side note: Um...I have I told you that I LOVE my job? It took me awhile to realize that it's the perfect job for me and now I can't picture myself working anywhere else. When I first started I was worried I'd taken a few steps backwards but OH...I was SO wrong! I went from worrying about the bottom line to helping people. Yep...seriously lucked out.

Other bad excuses:
1. I've been busy watering my plants (my babies) EVERY day this summer. It really is such a huge commitment (I'm gearing myself up for actual real babies...someday). Next step is a goldfish.

2. I took up a new hobby, swimming.

3. I'm lazy.

My peace offering: delightful, soothing music to the ears.

A Fine Frenzy

Meiko

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