politics and tish

Russ has recently felt the need to get me more interested in politics because he thinks that I am very poorly informed. He gave me a book called "Treason" by Ann Coulter which I attempted to read on my lunch hour. I got past the first two chapters and was thouroughly entertained and genuinely interested until I found funner things to do on my lunch hour, like shop online for things i will never buy. I have super good intentions of finishing the book eventually, but i can only take it in small doses.


Also on my to-do list: listen to AM talk radio. I don't know how many times Russ has born his testimony of AM radio to me but I finally opened my heart and mind this past week. I listen to 570 and 1430 AM and let me tell you that I have become a huge fan in the past two days. Not only are some of these talk shows HILARIOUS but I am actually learning stuff that matters. I have always hated being so poorly informed of political and economic issues but i've never cared enough to do anything about it. I may, some day, be able to have an intelligent political conversation with someone. Also, everyone should probably watch the movie "Hot Rod" because, not only is it one of my favorite movies of all time, but there is a hilarious plug for AM radio near the end.

UNO

Russ and I played an INTENSE game of UNO yesterday. We played best out of five and I suggested that the loser give the winner a foot massage. Well, Russ ended up killing me but, being the WONDERFUL fiance that he is, he gave ME a foot massage anyways. What a sweet boy. I am so lucky.

the fourth

i love love love the fourth of July. I love it because it means that all of the following will likely occur:

1. breakfast at the park. pancakes, sausage and eggs served by cute old members of the Riverdale Lion's club.my cute fam at the park. Russ wasn't allowed to be in the picture because he apparently didn't get the memo that the myers family celebrates holidays the right way - by wearing the correct colors. Non festive color wearers are shunned. (My sister almost had a stroke when her husband told her he was wearing black). we gave russ a break this year since he's not technically part of the family yet.

2. world's best parade. it consists mostly of local jr. high and high school students riding on expensive trucks shooting water guns at people.

my adorable little nephew, Carter, who must be going through a grumpy phase because i refuse to believe that he doesn't like being held by me.

During the parade we sat up on a hill for an ideal view of the parade. this was not, however, the ideal location to catch candy as it was thrown by the hundreds into the crowd. a parade isn't a parade without catching and eating some salt water taffy so, after about 15 minutes of me whining in my best and cutest whiny voice Russ made the trek down the hill to join the 7-year olds in their candy-catching endeavors and brought me back 2 tootsie rolls :( He redeemed himself and saved the day by catching a frisbee which we then traded for 3 taffys with the little girl next to us.

3. Carnival at the park. we make our rounds by the booths and possibly buy a snow cone, nothing more.
4. Pool party/BBQ at my house. Fourth of July would never be the same without stuffing mysef silly with hamburgers and all manner of junky goodness. (then swimming off all of the calories)



5. FIREWORKS! doesn't matter where, but the bigger the better. This year happened to be the best year ever for fireworks. and i'm just glad i'm still alive to tell about it. We started things of by doing sparklers with Russ's nephew Ryan.


Then Russ's older brother and a whole slew of neighborhood friends showed up with approx $800 worth of illegal fireworks from Wyoming. The show was pretty sweet until someone had the bright idea to let 14 year olds light fireworks. Apparently they didn't understand that the firework had to go straight up into the air rather than toward houses and people (which they did). One firework (the big ones you see at REAL firework shows) decided to go up in the air and then come back down and explode in the middle of the street. We had quite the scare when one of the last ones, not even lit by a minor, darted through the neighbor's tree, bounced off their driveway and exploded on our front porch (which I was conveniently sitting in front of). Not wanting to sport burn marks on my wedding day i promptly exited the firework show.

YAY for america!

I not-so-secretly want to drain my bank account of every last penny and spend all of it on new clothes, shoes, purses and jewelry before I get married because then if i do so afterwards I will feel bad because it will be Russ's money too. I am horrible.

countdown

only 11 days (!!) until:

wedded bliss
sandy beaches
near-poverty
possible homelessness

Cookies and Porn

I don't look at porn!! read on for details.

So today at work I was given the task to buy 20 cookies from McDonald's. Sounds simple enough, right? Wrong. Things started out smoothly. I did have to make a U-turn to get there but I made it to McDonald's safe and sound. Waited in line. Placed my order. 10 oatmeal cookies and 10 choc chip cookies. to go please. swiped my debit card...4 times. NOT APPROVED . Do you take checks? nope. Well, this is where things get interesting. I remembered the time in my life (last night) when I was charged $70 on my credit card for something sketchy. The charge to my card read only "introflux.com" and a 1-888 phone number. Did I accidentally buy some crap online??? What the? Of course I did the obvious thing which was to panic. And then I went to the website to hopefully solve this mystery. Instead I found a long list of uber-sketchy websites, a phone number (called, no answer), and a link to the "online help page." Online help sounded pretty good to me so....CLICK! and what did I find? a membership to a PORN site. again, I do not subscribe to porn. I just don't do it. its a waste of money. I immediately called my bank and canceled my credit card. Unfortunately they must have deactivated my debit card as well. So, back to the cookie story. I didn't have cash and I don't even know if I could use an ATM with my cards so I went to my bank which was clear on the other side of town. at least I was on the clock right? I get to the bank and although it was packed the girl in front of me felt the need to share her life story with the teller. not cool. I eventually got my turn and retrieved 50 bucks from my checking account. Good to go. I went back to McDonald's and it must have been a shift change because no one who had helped me before was there. So I ask the cashier for 10 choc chip and 10 oatmeal cookies. He tells me that I can only get 3 or 13 of each. Right. I didn't argue for times sake, just give me the cookies! I paid and waited. and waited. the cashier who helped me started sweeping the floor. two employees got into a heated argument about a cash register. still, no cookies. they must have made them from scratch for as long as I waited. Finally I got the cookies and rushed back to work. i would soon discover that, although i paid for 13 of each, they actually only gave me 10 of each. So what was the 3 or 13 deal? And to top it all off, on my second trip back to McDonalds i noticed that my bank was right across the street. And now everyone things i like porn.

Stuff I do and think

I recently tried to change my blog template/layout thingy and I totally screwed up my list of people's blogs! I was not pleased about this.

Also, right now I am listening to ELISA and it is reminding me of the good times when I lived in Rome, Italy...and can I just say that I absolutely love love love this music, especially late at night when I am all alone blogging and I can crank it up super loud on my ipod. love it.

Question: what is anyone's thoughts/feelings about fine china? I've been given quite a bit of grief for not registering for it.

Today while Russ and I were sharing a salad at cafe rio we decided that it was time to instigate some rules about eating. Well, I guess it was just one rule but I have a feeling more will follow. First of all, when one person has to take a drink they can call a time out and the other person has to stop eating until the drinker has stopped drinking and has begun eating again. I think my next rule will be that each eater must eat the same amount of crappy lettuce pieces (you know what I'm talking about...) so neither eater has to eat more than the other. Who knew eating would ever become so complicated.

Today I went to one of my very best friend's, Mikkal, bridal shower in Salt Lake. I love bridal showers. I have never laughed so hard at the gifts someone has received. I won't go into detail due to the nature of the gifts given but . . . my favorite was the foot long moustache.....??? I am still intrigued.

I believe that there is an unwritten rule in my family that a mother's or father's day present must include at least one item from deseret book. I can't remember a time when this rule did not exist.

weekend recap

Friday: Russ and I helped babysit his sister's 2 kids, Ryan and Sadie. They are SO adorable and Russ was even more adorable when he played with him. He is so good with kids. I am positive he is going to be an amazing daddy to our 12 future children.

Saturday: We FINALLY picked out and ordered some invitations. What an ordeal. Why is paper so expensive these days? And why do I have so many fonts to choose from? So...this is how things typically go when it comes to decisions like this for the wedding. I know for a fact that Russ has absolutely no opinion about what color the invitations should be or if they should be rectangle or square or trapezoid etc...but I still ask him just to be nice and to make him feel included. He, as i previously stated, has not even a trace of an opinion but, to please me he fakes an opinion (or basically points at random colors or fonts etc.) So basically we put on this big show for who knows why. After choosing invites we stopped by to see two of my favorite people, Jessica and Reece. It was good to catch up and receive some good marital advice (for some reason this involved talk of a cat and Jessica's lingerie). I also became reaquainted with a book that I gave Jessica for her birthday last year called DELIBERATE ACTS OF NEEDLESS MEANNESS (buy it for $0.75 on half.com), which is full of purely rotten (and hilarious) things to do to other people. I have to admit that I am a huge fan of "The simple life" with paris hilton and, although I loathe her as a human being, I think that she does some pretty funny (and terribly mean) things to other people and this book reminds me of her.

Poor Russ then got roped into shopping with me for the next 5 hours, by the end of which he could barely walk...the male body simply wasn't created with enough endurance for such tasks. We did take a break from shopping to eat dinner with the parentals. His had never met mine, so we met up at Texas Roadhouse and soon discovered that Russ and I are most likely very distantly related. Both of our old men are from small cities near Dodge City, Kansas, are of partial German heritage, and both have ancestors who are mormon-killers.

I'm trying to think of a way to make my blog as entertaining as everyone else's. My ideas so far:

1. Steal Jessica's or Marissa's stories. They are both talented writers and they get paid to have their ideas stolen, so why not?
2. Write about Russ instead of myself. He is much more interesting and by that I mean that he does way more dumb stuff than I do so the stories would be more exciting.
3. I could start living each day as if I were someone else and then document my experience. For example...tomorrow I will pretend to be Paris Hilton and I will blog about my interactions with other human beings.
4. Move to a third-world country; daily beanerization = good writing material.

Skittles ruined my life

Today at work I somehow got into a heated argument with my coworker about skittles and whether or not each color has an individual flavor. I was POSITIVELY ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that each color of skittle has its own flavor and that, if I had a bag of skittles in front of me, I could blindfold myself and guess the correct color of each skittle placed in my mouth. I KNEW for sure FOR SURE that these things were factual. My coworker proceeded to tell me that he had had this very same argument with a number of people in the past and that he had done the blind taste test on at least 20 people and proven that, in fact, each color does NOT have its own flavor due to their incorrect responses. To confirm his test results he had also called the customer service number on the back of the skittles bag and the representative told him that all skittles were in fact the same flavor. However, a bag of original flavored skittles does have a different flavor from a bag of tropical skittles. Tropical skittles, though, are all the same tropical flavor regardless of the color. Even after hearing all of these facts I was adamant that I, having been born with superior taste buds (i've been claiming this for some time), would be able to distinguish the flavors of different colors. Fortunately, my coworker just happened to have a bag of skittles in his candy stash in the corner. Eager to prove him wrong I immediately closed my eyes and began the test. Much to my surprise, I utterly and totally failed. I SWEAR that one tasted like grape!!!!! Not even ONE of my guesses was correct. NOT EVEN ONE!!!! I was baffled to say the least. My life would never be the same. My belief in the candy industry plummeted and is now at an all-time low. How could I have been so deceived? For any of you out there who believe, as I once did, that you too have superior taste buds and could most definately pass the blind taste test, I dare you to try it. You will be sorely disappointed. Don't let it ruin your life like it has mine.

Neglect. And possibly the longest blog post you have ever encountered.

It's been almost a month since I last updated my blog so I'm going to attempt to make up for my neglect with the following updates. Here's what has been happening in my neck of the woods in the last 4 weeks:

May 9th: Removal of wisdom teeth.
I decided to take advantage of my parents' insurance while I still can and get rid of those little buggers before I am married and poor and insurance-less. I still can't believe that they can cut holes in my flesh, pull all four teeth out, sew my mouth back up, and shove some gauze in my wounds in less than 30 minutes. I was completely and utterly useless for the next 24 hours and my wonderful mother nursed me back to health. I seriously underestimated the magnitude of pain that I was to experience after the surgery. I've had several people tell me that their wisdom-teeth-removal experience was a breeze...that they had no swelling...minimal pain.........what gives? Maybe my pain tolerance level is at a record-breaking low right now. The pain wasn't the cause of a whole lot of concern.....but I did begin to worry when the left side of my face was STILL numb a week after the surgery. I finally called the doctor and she assured me that it was normal. Still, i worried. My engagement pictures were in 5 days. Don't worry, the numbness SLOWLY removed itself from my face. Not enough for me to be satisfied by the time my engagement pictures rolled around though. I feel like fat (numb) face mcgee.

May 22: Engagement pictures
I am such a complainer when it comes to pictures of myself. I absolutely do not think that I'm photogenic and I hate hate hate my profile in pictures. Also - hatred abounds for my serious face. I look mean/mad/not pretty. I had a great photographer though, she got some really good shots of us and they actually turned out really well. Here are some of my favorites:

Wedding Plans
Planning my own wedding is so not as fun as i thought it would be. Stressful, Confusing, Aggravating, ....planning my wedding is all of these and only a tiny bit fun. Most of the stress comes from the fact that I am on a budget and that I am a brat and I just want to have what I WANT. Seriously, I am such a brat. My first thought after discussing budgets with my parents is "its my wedding for crying out loud! just give me what I want!" I hate money. its ruining my life. Since I have been nothing but a Debbie-Downer so far in this blog-post I will now change my attitude and write only happy, uplifting comments. Here are things that I have planned so far:
colors - pink and orange. not hot pink. dark pink, light pink, tangerine....all these are good.
flowers - I'm so over gerbera daisies. and roses. I'm doing ranunculuses (plural??), carnations, dahlias, peonies, ....can't remember what else.





cake - so far the only plan is to have chocolate.
dress - bought it. its getting hemmed.
invitations - I have spent hours and hours trying to create my own, find cheap ones online or in stores, attempting to spend as little as possible but not look cheesy. I have almost completely given up. I don't even want to think about invitations. Emails anyone?
reception - my mom's friend's back yard. I mostly chose it because it is almost completely 100% shady (as in protected from sunlight....not sketchy).
honeymoon - riviera maya, mexico. priceline.com. el dorado royale adults only all inclusive spa resort. sounds like heaven to me.


May 17th: Baby Carter's first birthday party!
My adorable little nephew turned 1! We all went up to Logan to celebrate...I bought him the cutest present ever. it is a backpack/leash.... he wears the backpack that looks like a stuffed monkey (so cute!) and the tail of the monkey turns into a leash for his mommy or daddy. The monkey even has a pocket on its back to hold a bottle. i can't wait to see this thing in action. After playing with baby and his toys Russ and I somehow got roped into playing with my sister's husband's best friend's four kids (they are babysitting while their parents are out of town). These kids are incredibly adorable so I didn't really mind being roped into playing princess and dragon or whatever... it was just a little bit exhausting!

May 26: Memorial Day
I memorialized and mourned the loss of my ancestors by placing flowers on their graves at the Logan cemetary. I actually didn't even get out of the car because it was pouring rain. Afterwards my family and I and Russ went to my sister's husbands parents house in Logan for a BBQ. Bevin's dad made buffalo burgars and this guy doesn't mess around...those burgers were enormous. i almost needed two buns to cover one burger. I played with my baby a little....mostly we just sat around and ate and ate and ate. Then we played battle of the sexes, which almost always proves to be a mistake. My family always ends up getting into the same arguments before we can even finish the game. The male questions are too easy....we, the females, are always too vague in our answers...etc.

May 30: Ironman at the Motor-Vu drive-in in Riverdale.
The drive-in is so underrated. Sure its customers are 99% white trash but I can overlook that insignificant detail when I am required to pay only $6 for a double-feature AND.......BONUS! For no extra charge I can be eaten alive by mosquitos. Equipped with enough snacks to feed EVERYONE at the drive-in (7 boxes of crackers, fruit snacks, licorice, diet coke, mountain dew), Russ and I and Russ's brother and sister hopped in my mom's mini-van and headed to see Ironman in all its glory. Its been two years since my last drive-in movie and I forget how silly people can be. Directly in front of us a mother and father decided that it was safe and definately not inconsiderate to other movie-watchers behind them to allow their two little girls to sit on top of the cab of their truck to watch the movie. Not only were they blocking our view of half the screen but they couldn't make up their mind about which position on the top of the truck was the most comfortable. this must have been their thought process..... "should i put my feet up and my head down....no, i'll put my feet over here and move my head around every 3 minutes so it doesn't stay in the same place for too long. Oh wow, i'm sick of this position....i think i'll spend the next 10 minutes repositioning myself and using my pillows and blankets as flags to let my parents know that I'm okay." I usually don't confront people about things like this but someone had to do it...so I kindly asked the parents if they could ask their daughters to lie down and stay put for the rest of the movie. The girls were able to do this for only 5 minutes after which they again began the above thought processes. Fortunately their parents were kind enough to make them move down to the truck bed. Disaster averted. UNfortunately I fell asleep during the last half hour of the movie.

I'm it. thanks to Jessica.

How To Play This Game of Tag:

Post these rules on your blog.
Answer these 15 questions about yourself on your blog.
List: 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts.
Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names.
Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog. Here it is...

JOYS:
01. Pumping iron at gold's gym. thank you endorphins.
02. Head scratches.
03. Motorcycle rides

FEARS:
01. Getting into my car late at night and discovering that someone is in the back seat waiting to murder me.
02. Having ugly children.
03. Getting caught up in worldly things.

GOALS:
01. Become an expert rock climber.
02. Bear 10 perfect children.
03. Live for more than 4 months outside the state of Utah.

CURRENT OBSESSIONS/COLLECTIONS:
01. My sweet, wonderful, adorable fiance. Sometimes when I can't stop thinking about how sweet and wonderful and adorable he is I lean over and whisper in his ear that I am obsessed with him. Sorry to be so gross.
02. Shopping online.
03. The color pink. I swear this has no connection to aerosmith.

RANDOM SURPRISING FACTS:
01. I actually like sushi. It was a surprise to me.
02. I diagnosed myself (with the help of WebMD) with costochondritis.
03. I can say the ABC's backwards.

I tag Sara, Katie and Passely

Cookies

I am currently employed as an intern in the research and development department of Ralcorp Bakery Products AKA Lofthouse cookies. BEST JOB EVER. I get paid to bake cookies all day. And by that I mean ALL DAY LONG. I bake them, eat them, make sure they taste good, and then its on to the next formula (we don't call them recipes because 'formula' sounds more scientific). Sometimes I get to experiment and come up with some crazy-flavored cookies. Our kitchen is a bakers paradise. Rows and rows and stacks and cupboards and shelves full of every kind of flavoring imaginable, food colors, sprinkles in a rainbow of colors, types of sugar i've never even heard of, every shape and size of chocolate chip. The possibilities are endless .Its basically my dream come true. The best part? I get PAID to do all of this. And I never go hungry.

leggings + church = makes me mad

Whoever said it was okay to wear leggings and mid-thigh length "dresses" to church? These people annoy me. If you're going to wear leggings, fine. I own a pair myself. I am not opposed to wearing leggings. But could someone please tell me why some girls find it appropriate to wear them to church? Could we get an official statement from the brethren or something? They did it for flip-flops. I have a feeling leggings will be next.
Oops! Hillary Duff forgot her scriptures! Oh wait, no she didn't...because she's not going to church. Even hilary knows that she's inappropriately dressed to be in the Lord's house.

FINALLY!

Poor Russ. I can't believe he still wanted to propose to me after all of my whining on Friday night. I must have been hormonally-challenged at the time, and combined with the stress of both finals week and of dealing with my dirt-bag landlords it just wasn't a pretty sight. I complained for about an hour friday night about how mean he was for making me wait so long to be engaged. I told him that every day I would get my hopes up and by the end of each night all of my hopes and dreams were shattered and that I would cry myself to sleep. It wasn't a pleasant way to live.

According to what Russ told me last night he wasn't going to propose until next wednesday but after experiencing the magnitude of whining that occured he had a change of heart. Saturday after i was done taking a final he told me we were going on a picnic. It is necessary at this point for me to provide some background: when Russ and i first met I made a list of 4 things I wanted him to do for me on a sticky note ate work, and I made him sign it. Although he was supposed to accomplish the four tasks before August of last year I will still give him credit. The four items on the list are: 1. take me on two motorcycle rides (this may be considered our first date) 2. teach me how to play the bass guitar until I am basically a professional (he did attempt to teach me once but let's just say I'm not cut out for certain things) 3. Cook me an authentic Filipino meal (he served his mission in the Philippines) and 4. go canoeing with me (I used to draw pictures of canoes and give them to him at work. i reminded him daily) He kept this list in his wallet and until saturday tasks 3 and 4 had not yet been completed.

Okay, back to the story. . . we went on our "picnic" which involved sharing Filipino-style Top Ramen (seriously) from a tupperware container while sitting on the grass/dirt near Utah Lake while small dust particles blew into my eyeballs (did anyone notice the 75mph winds that occured yesterday?). After taking about 2 bites he told me he had a surprise and I immediately asked if it was a cookie. Unfortunately, it wasn't. After waiting for me to finish the rest of the food he told me that the surprise was the canoe conveniently sitting on the beach next to us (how did I not notice this?). I squealed with delight until I remembered the abundance of violent winds that were causing dangerous waves in the lake. I tried to be brave as we were tossed to and fro upon the waters but let's just say that it might have been a sequel to the bout of whining from the night before.


Russ continually assured me that it was going to be okay, even as we were inches from crashing into the rocks. ITS NOT OKAY i yelled at him and begged to go back to shore. During our short time on the water Russ told me some really mushy lovey-dovey stuff that I will not repeat at this time. He then told me that he had (finally) completed the four things that I asked him to do and that he would only ask me to do one thing..................... which was accept the pretty flowers that he pulled out of his backpack. Up to this point I had been about 99 percent sure he was going to propose. But after the flower trick I was almost certain that he was just trying to get back at me for all the whining the night before. I was almost ready to push him out of the canoe and head for shore but I had mercy on him and instead I suggested we carefully row our way back to shore. I was incredibly relieved to be back on solid ground. I wanted to go sit beneath the shade of the willow tree next to the lake (it wasn't really a willow tree and it didn't provide a bit of shade, but it sounded nice). Instead Russ took me behind a small shack next to the shore (to avoid the wind or to keep his friends (whom i will later learn were parked just feet away) from seeing us i do not know). He told me that he lied about asking me to do just one thing. I pulled a "ha really" on him (a classic for those of you who are familiar with the ha and the really, namely Jeff and Passelly) and then he proposed.

We finished off the night by eating at our favorite restaurant - Carrabas - and going to a Kalai concert with Jeff and Passelly who were the aforementioned friends sitting feet away from the proposal. I wanted to get more pictures of us at the Lake but I was too worried about falling in the water that I forgot. Russ did get one of me during one of my many whinings, though.



To anyone who may read this (which can't be very many since I know of only 3 people who read my blog) I apologize for the length and any boredom you may have experienced.

Police Beat Update

My top five for the week:

5. A student called BYU Police when she saw a creepy looking person smoking by the Administration Building.

4. Someone stole 1,000 square feet of sod from west of Helaman Halls. Police have no suspects.

3. A resident of May Hall was caught lighting toilet paper on fire in the men's restroom. Police are questioning him.

2. BYU police responded when they heard an explosion near a Helaman Halls dorm. Upon further investigation they discovered the remanants of an Axe body deodorant spray can. They have no suspects.

.....and the WINNER....

1. The father of a student called BYU police when he had not heard from his daughter for four days. BYU police called the student and told her to call her father.

A Neeewwwww Car! Again.

Big Red decided to malfunction this week so I was desperate to find a new car ASAP. Thanks to craigslist (how did anyone ever live without it?) I was able to find the car I wanted and within hours I was the new owner of the car. This thing gets amazing gas mileage - twice as good as big red. The only catch was that it's a manual....needless to say I spent the day learning how to drive it. Who knew stalling a car could be so fun?

Bugs and Bikes

Today warmth abounded so Russ and I decided to go on a bike ride up to the Y parking lot and to Utah Lake. Having never been there before I was desirous to see if this place is all its cracked up to be. Warmth wasn't the only thing that abounded today...Bugs were out and about in full force by the lake. NOT a good thing when you are going over 5 mph on a motorcycle. I succeeded in dodging most of them but one little guy happened to lodge himself in my eyeball and I had to skillfully pry him out when I got home. I was thoroughly pleased, however, that not a single bug entered my mouth.

I made Russ pose for this one and he was embarassed.

Certainly

I was quite irreverent at church today due to a high counselor who is obsessed with the word 'certainly'. About two weeks ago he spoke in our ward and after a few short minutes we began to notice the trend. Certaihly we began to tally the number of times he said it during his talk. Today he got up to make an anouncement for the stake and spoke for a max of 2 minutes. During this time we counted 16 'certainly's. That's 8 cpm (certainly's per minute) and one certainly every 7.5 seconds. Needless to say my roommate and I had the giggles until prayer time...this guy is out of control.

help me find a swimsuit

i hate shopping for swimsuits more than almost anything. please help me. which one do you like best? Please vote now.

Modbe: $72

Old Navy: $19.50
Target: 17.99
Target: $17.99
Old Navy: $26.50

Sometimes life just sucks

Things that I feel quite valid complaining about:

• I have to PAY 363.00 in taxes.
• My car officially began it descent into utter worthlessness today: the transmission is malfunctioning and won't shift into 2nd or 3rd gear which basically means that i can't exceed 25 mph. transmissions cost mucho money to replace :( Also, this happened the exact same day that I paid $100 for emissions/inspections and registration.
• My computer is broken and according to the Apple store it costs $800 to repair.
• I must sell my rental contract for summer or i will owe more than $1000 to my landlord for not living here.
• I paid $30 for only 7 gallons of gas today. SICK.
• I probably owe someone a lot of money but forgot about it.
  

I hate money.

If you love me, spoon me

I will now write about the tastebud-tickling experience that occured last night and which Jessica and I were inspired to blog about. So I met up with Jessica for dinner in SLC and we devoured our meals from Atlantic. Jessica devoured...I actually enjoyed my meal. Seriously-I think the chicken shiskebab went straight from her fork to her stomach. Unchewed. I must have spent the whole time talking because by the time she finished her food I had only finished about 13% of mine. After dinner we decided that the night wouldn't be complete without some form of ice cream treat. We stopped at the first place that caught our eye: "Spoon Me." The results were indescribable. I, having been born with superior taste buds, can tell you that the tasty frozen yogurt topped with healthy and fruity treats was truly refreshing and exceeded my expectations. Again, Jessica devoured her treat. I throroughly enjoyed mine as well... the place was a hit. I recommend it to all whose hearts delight in pure goodness.

Really Random Thoughts of the Day

• I got new pink moccasins from Target and they make me feel like a fashionable indian.

• Every time i go to the grocery store i have to eat one of those small cheese snacks (not string cheese).
• Sometimes if a phrase gets stuck in my head i find myself typing it out with my fingers over and over...
• I am addicted to: food network, diet pepsi, jessica's blog
• The police beat from today was outrageous: mom drops charges to daughters roommate for stealing butter knife. woman sees suspicious man in car and decides to investigate: oops! he's not wearing pants. students receive strong verbal warning after shining mirrors in people's eyes.
• I learned how to edit movies using imovie today
• No matter how tired i am i just CAN'T take naps. i just lay there and never fall asleep. it bugs.
• Denzel Washington is one of my favorite black men. But his latest movie made me fall asleep.
• I am really into birds right now

• Russ's hair is really long and its buggin me.
• I figured out that if i don't comb my hair when i get out of the shower and then let it air dry it is kind of pretty and wavy.
• Things I want:

• Cheese knives
• Monkey peeler

• Things i am grateful for:
• friends in my classes who basically do my homework for me.
• a boyfriend who can fix cars...mine has major issues
• free nachos on campus today

oh my word i've been tagged and i'm only doing this because i am bored out of my mind and because i love my sister who tagged me.

also...i am not married so i can't answer all of these. yet........

How long have you been together? 8 months

How long did you date? hopefully longer than 8 months

How old is he? 24

Who eats more? depends on the day. my favorite thing to do is finish off his food when he isn't looking...one time i fit a whole taco in my mouth.

Who said "I love you" first? I did! I knew he felt the same way and that he was just too shy to say it. so i took the matter into my own hands

Who is taller? he is by a few inches...if i wear heels i'm about as tall

Who is smarter? i am book-smart and he is other-stuff-smart. he doesn't like school AT ALL.

Who does the laundry? we do our own.

Who does the dishes? I usually cook and he does the dishes. and sometimes he cooks and still does the dishes. so sweet.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? i call dibs on the right side as soon as i get married.

Who pays the bills? he has way more bills than me...we both pay our own.

Who mows the lawn? i don't know how.

Who cooks dinner? russ can cook frozen pizza and fettucine alfredo. i cook anything else.

Who is more stubborn? ME! so stubborn.

Who kissed who first? well, i kissed his ear and apparently that was the sign that it was okay to kiss me, so i guess he did?

Who asked who out? He was super shy so i asked him to take me on a motorcycle ride...i guess that was our first date. it was so funny because he had just barely gotten his bike and was learning how to ride it and as we were turning a corner i grabbed his pecs just because and it caught him by surprise and we almost fell off the bike....it literally tipped over and we had to pull it back up.

Who proposed? He had better propose to me because I'm not doing it.

Who is more sensitive? Me. By a lot

Who has more friends? We are both about the same. Most of his friends are friends from back home from high school and tish... most of my friends are the ones i've met while going to BYU

Who has more siblings? Russ...he has 3 sisters and 2 brothers, I have one brother, one sister.

Who wears the pants in the relationship? I wear about a leg and a half. he wears the rest.

My honey bunny

Reasons why I love my honey bunny

1. He fixes stuff for me (most recently my car)
2. He bought me flowers yesterday
3. He loves me even though i sometimes only shower twice a week
4. He lets me make almost every decision (mostly because he in incapable)
5. He gives me rides everywhere even though i have a car
6. He enjoys eating just as much as i do
7. He is super nice to his family
8. He tells me i'm beautiful even when i look my ugliest
9. He makes up ridiculous words like 'tish' and 'chuly'
10. He would give me his kidney even if we broke up (its from a House episode)

boredom

Today i caught up on much needed sleep. I slept until 11:15 and missed my class. I didn't have work today so i decided not to leave the house. I was in absolutely no mood to do anything productive so i put on my fuzzy green socks, cuddled up on the couch and started blogging. Here are some lists that i made to pass the time:

My favorite places to eat in Utah:
1. El Matador
2. Carrabbas
3. Cafe Rio
4. La Carreta
5. Oasis
6. Lonestar Taqueria
7. J-dawgs
8. Texas Roadhouse
9. JCW's
10. The Pie
11. Purple Sage
12. El Salvador
13. Atlantic
14. Zupa's
15. Zenger's Deli
16. Tucano's
17. Great Harvest
18. Cold Stone
19. Neilson's Frozen Custard
20. Noodle's and Co.

My favorite websites:
foodnetwork
stumbleupon
anthropologie
Mr. Picassohead
Jackson Pollock
Half
KSL
urban outfitters

My favorite TV shows:
1. House
2. The Office
3. Good Eats
4. Giada - Everyday Italian
5. America's Next Top Model

My favorite music:
1. Alexi Murdoch and Nick Drake
2. Sufjan Stevens
3. Pink Floyd and other classic rockers
4. Damien Rice
5. whatever.

gosh i'm boring. i can't think of anything else.

vitamin water: sucks

really, its not that good. I am doing a project on vitamin water for my marketing class and i have, therefore, felt obligated to try and like the product. I have tried so hard to like it but to no avail. Its yucky. don't buy it. trust me, i was born with superior taste buds. I will, however, give props to the masterminds behind the vitamin water marketing campaign. they have fooled many.

Easter traditions...

Each year as a child my family and i would dye our hard-boiled eggs just like every other Easter-celebrating family. Then we would roll them down the hill, just like every other Easter-celebrating family (or so i thought). It wasn't until I was older that i realized (much to my dismay) that rolling eggs down a super-sized hill is not a normal easter tradition. I was baffled. I am now baffled as to the origin of this tradition. It is a mystery yet to be discovered. This year, Russ and I expertly colored our eggs but we couldn't find a big enough hill in Provo to roll them down. The purpose of rolling the eggs is to experience the satisfaction of watching them explode as gravity takes it's toll. We tried rolling them down a hill at Rock Canyon Park but they were all duds. We had to break them by throwing them at lightposts, sidewalks, children. Maybe next year i'll just resort to eating them although they wouldn't be as yummy as these easter cookies i made....yum!

can someone PLEASE buy me a puppy?

I have banned myself from looking on ksl.com at puppies for sale because i was getting a little bit obsessive. but i REALLY (times 300) want a puppy and i want it now.