Huggy Huggy Squishy Squishy

Where do I even begin bloggy world? I’ve been super busy lately with it being premier week on TV and all. I just couldn’t rip myself away from the tv long enough to write a post. But don’t worry, I’m all caught up on my favorite shows and I’ve got two hours before I have to start getting ready for work so I am alllllll yours :)

 

Let’s get caught up. Last Thursday, Taylor and I had the day off, Hub had school AND class so we needed some mega all day entertainment and boy oh boy did we get it! After hearing about how terrible of a cousin I am we spent the day with Paige and the babies! It was so much fun. I got to cuddle with baby Porter all day.

And watch toddler small adult Preston be nearly drowned by a professional for 10 minutes. Talk about heart wrenching. You can watch for yourself here.  After watching this video it doesn’t even compare to what happened last week! She like grabs his head and rolls him around in the water and he has to flip himself over so he can breath. It gives me such an anxiety attack. And no, he does not stop crying. I’d have to say, the high light of the trip to swim lessons is when Taylor “got wet” smelled her hands, and announced Preston had peed on her! I think he was just nervous as soon as he saw the pool. He knew that his life was potentially coming to an end.

 

After this very traumatic experience we went back to the Cunningham’s and easily gained 10 lbs. There were fresh home grown tomatoes, a mega block of mozzarella cheese, and a few flats of raspberry’s! My FAVORITE! My ever so domestic Aunt Shelley was making homemade jam! After reading this post I have been craving to make it, but berry’s are so expensive at the store and there’s no self picking farms in Arizona… for good reason.

Masterpiece? Yes. Paige made this for dinner. Little did we know that there would be dinner AND a show later, so we will count this as an appetizer.

 

While all this goodness was going on, Taylor, Aunt Shelley and I got hard to work mashing raspberries, setting timers, and testing jam. There were a few instances that made it clear to all of us why Shelley doesn’t step food in the kitchen… spraying yourself in the face with the water? It takes talent folks.

A few hours later….

We wont admit that all these jars are a little sugary. It’s impossible to make some chuncky jam. The sugar doesn’t dissolve unless you actually crush all the raspberries, but I’m still eating it. I think the person that was the most impressed would be Taylor’s mom. She refused to believe that Taylor had actually slaved in the kitchen making her a surprise until I confirmed that it was, in fact, true. I knew I always liked her.

 

As we were just finishing up our last round of jars Carmen showed up with a true Mexican Fiesta. A Fiesta it was.

Sorry the picture is blurry, but I just had to show it off! Let’s see, salad, homemade Italian dressing from boyfriend #1 of the evening, enchiladas, spicy salsa, rice, and beans.  I left so bad for Hub that he was in class and couldn’t join us… but we pretty well devoured it. It was so nice to have a home cooked meal that consisted of more then 2 things. I would really like to quote the dinner conversation word for word… but it would just be Carmen saying something, and Uncle Bob’s response would be “TMI”. We did, however, make a short list of appropriate things that were said…

 

“He’s intelligent because he works at Intel”

“We just huggy huggy squishy squishy”

“He likes the boys”

“He makes me so mad I could pinch his neck”

 

Yes this is a list of things that were said about different men that Carmen is dating. Maybe not the “he likes the boys”, but the rest are. The night ended with discussion’s about what we would do on Tuesday, the next day that Taylor and I had off. But I guess you’ll just have to stay posted to hear about that. No one get’s peed on this time… rats.

 

Ps What are everyone’s favorite show’s going to be this fall? Obviously Modern Family, and the office are at the top of my list, but Whitney was pretty funny, and the one with the one girl roommate and three boys roommates…. what’s it called? Eh. You know the one. I really wanted to watch PanAm but I missed that for sure.

 

PSS Hub is at work, and I really don’t feel like rereading my post to proof read it so Taylor, eat your heart out with my bad grammar, spelling errors and run on sentences.

Valentines in September

Sometimes I just don’t feel like I give the hubs enough credit. He’s so handsome, obviously, but he’s also an amazing trip planner/tour guide. Every trip we’ve ever been on consists of me complaining (I think, I imagine that’s the case) that I want to take a nap, and hub planning and paying for everything. If you live under a rock I’ll just fill you in that there is a day in February called Valentines day, and it’s made for husband to spoil the heck out of their wives…. or something to that extent.

 

Last year Hub set the bar pretty high… we were still dating and I had the day off (ok everyday was my day off, I didn’t have a job!) and I was at home working on homework projects all day so that we could go out that night. I was outside probably spray painting something, or drying some I had just glued and the doorbell range. When I got to it there were flowers, chocolates, and a teddy bear. The note said….

(sorry it’s taken some beatings over the year) This was way before the “I love you” stage had even occurred, but I was happy. He told me to get dressed, up and we were going to dinner, but he wouldn’t tell me where. He came and picked me up and we were off. We went to City Hall Steak House and it was nothing short of amazing. I still dream about the butter cake that they had… and the 10 lbs. I gained from that one meal. On the way home, he asked me to get a pack of gum out of the glove box, and when I opened it there was no gum. Just a very pretty blue box with a white bow on it. It was the Tiffany’s bracelet I had merely mentioned to him MONTHS ago. He remembered. Like I said, Valentines day was invented to spoil your wife… or girlfriend at the time… and spoiled I was.

 

This year was no different, except I’m still holding on to those 10 lbs. from dinner, and we are married. When I got home from work on the 12th Hub went outside and brought in flowers and chocolate covered strawberries. I was perfectly content with just that! Isn’t he dreamy? Before I was done enjoying those he said “that’s not all” and walked me into the family room where he had a lovely looking resort in Sedona pulled up on his computer. He informed me that in the morning we would be headed there for an overnighter. I was so excited. I’d never been, but I’ve heard that it is amazing.

 

Flash forward to now, and I’m just getting around to blogging about it.

Being the true fat kids that we are, we stopped and got a box of munchkins from Dunkin’ Doughnuts to eat while we drove, and then passed a Wild Flower Bread Co. and I couldn’t resist the urge to insist we eat lunch before we went any further. And it was totally worth it.

Meet my worst picture ever, the above left. I couldn’t help it though. Hub is so handsome, and we are very scares on pictures.

Not very often do we Arizonan’s get to use a fireplace! We were super excited!

Needless to say, we ate until the cows came home… at every meal

We tried really hard to get a picture with this bridge… it kinda worked. Just look beyond the safety fence.

Slide rock… where I imagined our whole summer being spend. Slide rock: 0. Nordstrom: aprox. 1,000,000

 

This trip was so fun. It felt like we were gone for so long, but really we were only out of the city for a day. I love Sedona. It really is so nice to just go and relax. All the shops are interesting to say the least, and who doesn’t love a small town feel every no and then? We even walked away with two really cool pictures for our house. one has a home in our kitchen/hallway next to the door into the garage. The other… Well the other lives in our guest bathroom at the moment… unhung… and still in the plastic. I just can’t decide where to put it.

 

All in all… my Hub is the best. I’m happy to report that I’m still obsessed with him. I’m not so happy to report that Valentines Day wasn’t suppose to be the complete focus of this post. It was suppose to be a recap of important events that I don’t want to forget… but it got long.

 

So stay tuned internet… because just when you least expect it I’ll run out of things to blog about and then we will be talking about our one year anniversary. Yippy Skippy.

 

Am I the only one that does this? Totally forgets to document the really really important things, or puts it off forever? I should probably take some bad wife points on this one.

 

Better late than never?

Fear The Fork

On Friday night I was lucky enough to go to the ASU football game with the Hub.

I was kinda excited because it was a blackout game.

Blackout=new shirt

and I looooooooove a new shirt.

We even got to meet up and sit with our good friends Kyle and Brook!

Our seats were way far away from theirs, but we got to sit by them anyway because no one came to kick us out of their seats.

This made me very happy. As much as I’d love to go with just hub to a game, I think he would be a little disappointed in my amount of enthusiasm.

I really enjoyed watching him, Kyle, Tanner, and Kyle’s dad get really into it.

Brook and I on the other hand… we were really into people watching and talking about Pinterest.

What would a football game be without rain?

The row behind us wasn’t getting wet at all, but the row in front of us was.

If we sat far enough back in our seats it would barely hit us.

But, my hair took a beating.

I guess more importantly, we one.

It was 100% a miracle.

But my favorite part? Watching Kyle and Brook’s niece eat a frozen strawberry lemonade.

She’s adorable.

Brook requested that I not put the picture of them at the game up. Just so you get the idea of who they are… plus it was raining the day we took this picture. Totally appropriate.

After the game, and when the rain got my hair. Nasty.

Because Posts are Few and Far Between Lately

Let’s be random. Ok, maybe I’ll be the only random one because my cute friend over here told me to.

My computer is stuck on over type. I have no idea how this happened, nor how to fix it. I don’t want to tell Hub because I’m too proud.

I’m obsessed with my dog. Obsessed. It’s really unhealthy. and yes, he does sleep right there in my closet. He’s always had this obsession of sleeping under all my clothes.

 

I hate making decisions in fear of offending someone, but this makes me really easy going.

95% of the time I talk to people I’m super awkward. This makes my job 100% difficult because my job is to talk to people.

Hub knows me better than I know myself. Like when I asked him if I could DJ in the car his response was “Only if it’s not Beyonce on repeat”. How did he know? It haven’t occurred to me yet, but that’s exactly what I was headed for.

I want to finish my degree, but I don’t know if I should do fashion, and never use it, or Interior Design, and rarely use it, or go the opposite direction and go to hair school.

I get the travel bug about once a month. I love going places. Every time the travel bug comes to town, so does the shopping bug. Double wammy.

Most everything that comes out of my mouth starts with “So I was reading this blog the other day….”

I get the giggly wigglies every time Hub texts or calls me, we’ve been married over a year.

Last night, while eating hash browns, I decided I hate the smell of ketchup, but I love the taste.

I love driving around and looking at houses. Hub hates it.

I love looking at the inside of houses even more. So I think EVERYONE should put pictures of their houses up. I’d love it.

My friends are the greatest. Just today I got an envelope full of pictures from my best friend who just moved to Florida. (Come baaaaack)

I love when people change their relationship status on FB. It’s so fascinating to me. and I love looking at the pictures of peoples weddings and engagements. Please, everyone just wants to see the ring and the dress. Please put up pictures that make both very easy to see.

I love crafting, making things, being artsy and such. But I never make anything that actually works. Let’s not bring up the dinner I set on fire, or the magnets that are too heavy to stick to my magnet board.

Please notice the magnets sitting on the table.

I would love to have a successful blog, but I’m not very interesting. I’m pretty dang awkward, and my life isn’t that exciting.

I’m OCD when it comes to cleaning and it bothers me. I want to be ok with messes, and couches with messed up pillows, so sometimes I force myself to not wipe off the counter after I’ve dropped crumbs on it. It makes me cringe… and it makes me cringe even more admitting it. I sure hope my mom doesn’t read that.

Ohhhhhhhhhh Mexico

I guess it’s time to get back into this whole blogging business. Whenever I take a vacation I come home in need of another. Literally, my suitcase is still packed on the floor by the door. It’s just begging me to go back.

 

We had such a magical time in Mexico, and guess what? No one was kidnapped, and the drug cartel didn’t get us. Everyone always says to me that Mexico is so dangerous, and there are so many bad things going on down there. I have so many opinions on the topic and it gets me so frustrated, so I will just move right along.

 

We left Friday morningish and arrived to our little house in Los Conches around 4ish? I think? Once we crossed the boarder I lost all sense to time. To sum up the weekend in a really long sentence, and a really long roll of pictures: we ate and ate and ate, and when we weren’t hungry, we ate some midnight tacos, we sat on the beach, visited Chino, got ice cream, went to the fish market, Chief may have marked some sombreros as his own, drove around town, ate at good ol’ Pollo Lucas, went to Arruro Bodega just because, ate tres leche cake (yum), ate a few more tacos, passed out candy to the kids who wanted to sell us candy, went to church in Spanish, played some mean card games resulting in Shelby winning 14 pieces of candy and much much more…

 

WARNING! PICTURE OVERLOAD!

 

 

What did you do on Labor Day Weekend? I hope you got to relax!