11/11

Today is my special lucky day. I have a thing for the number 11. There was a time when I swore I accidentally looked at the clock at 11:11 everyday. I, of course, had to make a wish every time it happened. I just know something amazing, spectacular and completely awesome will happen today. I'll let you know tomorrow what it was.

Burning the midnight oil

I’m such a night owl! I have some of my most ingenious, clever, journal worthy thoughts late at night. However, being a night owl is not conducive to bright and early mornings that should be spent getting ready for work. Lately, I’ve been hitting the snooze WAY too many times.

It’s amazing how decisive I am can be while half asleep. I can go from planning on getting completely ready to settling for wet hair that I let the air conditioning in my car dry and a quick coat of mascara that I put on during stop lights, just to get a few more minutes of sleep. I’m super jealous of early risers. I envy all the things they seem to get done before my alarm goes off for the first time.

If I were an early riser I would wake up and exercise, read my scriptures and actually kneel down to prayer, eat breakfast at the table, shave my legs, pluck my eyebrows, straighten my hair, apply a full face of makeup, make my bed and put away my “getting ready mess” and to just sit around and ponder.

I read this blog post (p.s: it’s an awesome blog you should read it often) awhile back and it gave me a ray of hope that I to could become a chipper, early riser. He trained himself to wake up at four freakin’ thirty in the morning. I don’t know about that! My goal is to wake up one hour before it’s time to leave my house No, it’s not a lofty goal but it will still be very hard for me.

Why do I make goals? A wise co-worker once told me that “Trying is the first step to failure”. In my case, he’s probably right 90% of time but every once in awhile something sticks. AND why do I blog about it? I have no idea! Sorry for the boring ramble.

Adding to the collection

More bliss:

"Welcome to Burger King where we do it your way...but don't get crazy."
"Gurl! I will CUT you."
"SeKURity, SeKURity."
"Oh...is that what you had said?"

Ba da ching

This is one of my favorite Kade “Leno” (that's what he calls himself) stories—

When Kade was in Kindergarten he came home one day and told Courtney and me that a boy at recess had said a BAD word. SO (because we were “mature adults”) we asked him what it started with. He said, “B”. AND (because we like to ruin the innocence of young children) we asked him if it rhymed with tastard? (I know, I know, we were TOTALLY corrupting our little brother) He said, “No, but it rhymes with RUBY.” Yep, you guessed it! BOOBIE was the BAD word.

Ok, so the story skips forward a couple of weeks. Kade and I were riding his little Razor scooter around the neighborhood. I was pushing off while he had both his feet on the scooter and resting his bum on my leg in front of me, can you picture it? We went around the neighborhood a couple times before I mentioned that his bum was sweating on my leg. And his response is why I LOVE my little brother. He said, “OH YEAH!!! WELL!!! Your RUBIES keep on hitting me in the head.” I started laughing so hard we both fell of the scooter.

As if the weather wasn't depressing enough...

DeAnna and Jesse broke off their engagement. You've got to be kidding me! If she couldn't find true love...who can? I mean, C'MON now! DeAnna had her pick of 25 (AMAZING) guys and STILL couldn't get it right. I just lost all hope. (I'm only partly joking)

XOoXx

I hit the mother load! I stumbled across this blog the other day and completely lost track of time. I really, really love the internet! I love that it brings all different kinds of places, people, art, culture and random facts right to my finger tips. I love you, Internet!

Bluelines Source Book (Click here to begin Surfing)

Bluelines was a magazine that was part of the Martha Stewart family. I think they stopped making it in July.

Proud as punch

I work at the Disability Law Center and today we celebrated their 30th anniversary at the Law & Justice Center. We partied with hoity toity attorneys from Washington DC, local politicians and some really great people from the community. We honored some really special people who have dedicated their lives to helping others. The event went on without a hitch and all of our hardwork really paid off. I'm glad I'm associated with such an awesome group of people! This is a short video that we showed tonight.

Ode to Michael Scott

Lisa, Jamie and I stopped off at Maverick last night to grab a little snack. We bee lined it to the frozen yogurt machine and we were uh...A LITTLE FRUSTRATED...when we found that the machine was out of order. But the conversation that followed made up for the lack of ice cream and made me giggle for about five minutes AND I of course had to blog about it.

Crotchety old man who works the late shift at Maverick: "The yogurt machine is out of order!!!"

Us: "Uh..MAN!

Crotchety old man: "HEY!!!...It takes awhile for it to get hard again."

Jamie (without missing a beat): "That's what she said."

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.