Ya, ya, ya.. I know it's been almost six month since my last post. Long story short, SCHOOL happened. With that said, I'm not going to try and bring everything up to date, because I'm pretty sure that's exactly why it's taken me this long to post again. The thought of having to remember everything and put it into witty/entertaining order is more daunting for me than anything.
Which makes me think - isn't that the point of blogging? Maybe I'm just setting myself up to fail, because my journal knows better than anyone that I'm a horrible storyteller - let alone inconsistent in my contributions.
This week has been one of remembering passions for me. First - I HATE snow. The only redeeming quality is that the sooner it comes, the sooner I can start complaining that it should be spring. :) I don't snowboard or ski, so there's really no recreational value in it for me. Sure, I'll go sledding, but any activity that makes my fingers and toes go numb no matter how many layers I'm wearing just does not appeal to me. I'll take my fuzzy socks and a good book over snow play any time. To add to my repulsion, we realized at 8:55 on Sunday morning (church is bright and early at 9) that it actually had snowed, which left no time to shovel the driveway before backing out, and I swear no amount of sun will ever melt the seemingly permanent ice tracks that are there now.
Second - Cafe Rio Tostadas are probably the best semi-fast food I've ever had. Thank goodness for the person who decided to Americanize Mexican food.
Third - I had forgotten how much I love talking about the gospel with friends. I had a great phone conversation with Savannah Gardiner yesterday, and we ended up talking a lot about religion. She's found herself as a major minority (does that even make sense?) in Hawaii being one of the only Mormons, and it's given her a lot of opportunity to talk about what we believe in, etc. We talked about some of the doctrines of the church and some of the principles of the temple, and I finished the phone call feeling really uplifted, like it really made a difference in my testimony to just have discussed what I believed with someone else. I'm so grateful for friends who care about the gospel enough to truly study and seek out answers, and then share what they believe with me.
Anyway, that'll do for now. Till next time.
Your Boys? My Boys!
July 25, 2010
So, I got home tonight with every intention of plowing through some photo editing. There are about four shoots that need to get finished and sent off very soon...so tonight was the night to knock at least one out! Unfortunately, tonight is also the night that TBS decided to bring back My Boys, one of our favorite shows. The show centers around PJ, a tom boy gal who has amassed a group of friends (mostly guys, as the title suggests) that live for sports, love food, and always have a good time. The humor is perfect, we die laughing literally every episode.
Needless to say I got through only four of lets see...hmmm...55 pictures? It's going to be a long week :)
Needless to say I got through only four of lets see...hmmm...55 pictures? It's going to be a long week :)
Goin' Walk-a-bout'in
July 10, 2010
Nothing better than an evening out with a handsome husband and a SLR. Life is good.
Em Eye See Kay Eee Why, Em Oh You Ess Eee!
May 11, 2010
We got back from our trip to Cali last Wednesday, and I'm still in denial that it's over! Let me give you a quick recap. Warning: when I say "quick", I really don't mean quick, a lot happened that week!
Thursday. We pull into Vegas around dinner time, get settled into our hotel room at the Flamingo and call up my dad's friend Greg. Greg just so happens to be Marie Osmond's manager (did I mention the hotel room was free? Crazy huh?!), and arranged for us to see the Donny and Marie show that night. We get to the theater down in the casino and Greg takes us down to the very front booth--VIP seating? Better believe it. The show was so great--clean, witty, entertaining, and educating (in that I had no idea how huge these guys were! Side note: Greg said that these guys were so big that Donny and Michael Jackson were rivals of sorts--that completely blew my mind).
About an hour into the show, I start squirming bad. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I have the smallest bladder in the world, and that night was no exception. About an hour and a half through the show, I give in and ask my Dad where the bathroom is. He leans over to Greg and asks the same thing, and he says, "Oh don't worry, just follow me." We go through a side door in the theater and backstage, up the theater steps and into Marie's dressing room. I was so mad I had left my phone down at the booth so that I could prove it!
The show ends, and Greg takes us around the back side of the casino, where audience members pay out the nose to have a personal introduction and photo with big D&M. We got our own snapshot with the two of them (we haven't heard from Greg yet, or I'd put that pic up right here), and then went up to wait for Marie while she got out of costume.
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This is from Marie's dressing room--notice her adorable teal dress that she wore on tv when she was a little girl! (forgive the photo quality--courtesy of my iPhone)
Another one of my dad's friends, Steve, met us there and when Marie was ready, we all went out to dinner. Within the first few minutes, we already had gotten a lot of Marie's personality. She is exactly like my mom. Way freaky. She can talk to anyone about anything, and has this way of looking for hope and supporting the good in people. We ordered, and within minutes the entire kitchen came out to make sure there wasn't anything else we'd like. They went above and beyond, offering fresh fruit that wasn't even mentioned on the menu, and supplying us with extra shakes and sides to boot. I could get used to that! Two hours later, we'd chatted about what seems like every topic known to man, and we'd stuffed ourselves to the brim. We finally said goodnight, and hit the hay.
End day one. I told you it wasn't going to be quick!
Friday. After only six hours of sleep, Dad pops out of bed and wakes us up. Half hour later we pull up to Red Rocks, Nevada, and start hiking. This place is gorgeous!
We climbed Bird Land, and it was gnarly! Crazy cool pitches, with some ridiculously small belay stations. Imagine fitting three adults on a chip out of a cliff the size of a laptop. That's how big "the top" was. Two words for you: in sane! ;)
We got done early, so we had plenty of time when we got back to the hotel to shower and clean up before dinner. My mom and Nate pulled into town (they went climbing the next day), and we hit the buffet at Rio. Dad called up Greg again, and Greg said "How bout some tickets to La Rev?" Who can say no to free tickets? The show was interesting, we had a good time. After gelato at the Bellagio, we fell into bed.
Saturday. On the open road again, we made it to CA early afternoon thanks to the calm of weekend traffic and the ingeniousness (is that a word?) of the maps app via iPhone. After checking in, we hooked up with Sav and Riley and hit the beach.
Hanging out with them made me realize how much I miss them! It's going to stink when they're clear in Hawaii, but hey, that just means another vacation is in order!
After they left for home, Dal and I hit Downtown Disney. I was absolutely giddy and ecstatic that Disneyland was only two days away!
Sunday. Slept in. Late. We were exhausted from the past three days. But we made it in time for church, and got to be a part of a great testimony meeting. I love the fact that it's the same. Everywhere. We hit Newport beach again, and this time made sure we got the "in"famous (in-famous means more than famous--can anyone name the movie?) beach bars. This place dips em and coats them with nuts or sprinkles while you watch. Yum. And I got to use my birthday present!
That night we hooked up with my good friend Katie Lopez. She just graduated from culinary school in January and took us to a great local Peruvian restaurant for dinner. A-maze-ing.
After, we hung out at the hotel and caught the Disneyland firework show...got some pretty sweet pics.
After two incredible days, we said goodbye...
Thursday. We pull into Vegas around dinner time, get settled into our hotel room at the Flamingo and call up my dad's friend Greg. Greg just so happens to be Marie Osmond's manager (did I mention the hotel room was free? Crazy huh?!), and arranged for us to see the Donny and Marie show that night. We get to the theater down in the casino and Greg takes us down to the very front booth--VIP seating? Better believe it. The show was so great--clean, witty, entertaining, and educating (in that I had no idea how huge these guys were! Side note: Greg said that these guys were so big that Donny and Michael Jackson were rivals of sorts--that completely blew my mind).
About an hour into the show, I start squirming bad. Anyone who knows me at all knows that I have the smallest bladder in the world, and that night was no exception. About an hour and a half through the show, I give in and ask my Dad where the bathroom is. He leans over to Greg and asks the same thing, and he says, "Oh don't worry, just follow me." We go through a side door in the theater and backstage, up the theater steps and into Marie's dressing room. I was so mad I had left my phone down at the booth so that I could prove it!
The show ends, and Greg takes us around the back side of the casino, where audience members pay out the nose to have a personal introduction and photo with big D&M. We got our own snapshot with the two of them (we haven't heard from Greg yet, or I'd put that pic up right here), and then went up to wait for Marie while she got out of costume.
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This is from Marie's dressing room--notice her adorable teal dress that she wore on tv when she was a little girl! (forgive the photo quality--courtesy of my iPhone)
Another one of my dad's friends, Steve, met us there and when Marie was ready, we all went out to dinner. Within the first few minutes, we already had gotten a lot of Marie's personality. She is exactly like my mom. Way freaky. She can talk to anyone about anything, and has this way of looking for hope and supporting the good in people. We ordered, and within minutes the entire kitchen came out to make sure there wasn't anything else we'd like. They went above and beyond, offering fresh fruit that wasn't even mentioned on the menu, and supplying us with extra shakes and sides to boot. I could get used to that! Two hours later, we'd chatted about what seems like every topic known to man, and we'd stuffed ourselves to the brim. We finally said goodnight, and hit the hay.
End day one. I told you it wasn't going to be quick!
Friday. After only six hours of sleep, Dad pops out of bed and wakes us up. Half hour later we pull up to Red Rocks, Nevada, and start hiking. This place is gorgeous!
We got done early, so we had plenty of time when we got back to the hotel to shower and clean up before dinner. My mom and Nate pulled into town (they went climbing the next day), and we hit the buffet at Rio. Dad called up Greg again, and Greg said "How bout some tickets to La Rev?" Who can say no to free tickets? The show was interesting, we had a good time. After gelato at the Bellagio, we fell into bed.
Saturday. On the open road again, we made it to CA early afternoon thanks to the calm of weekend traffic and the ingeniousness (is that a word?) of the maps app via iPhone. After checking in, we hooked up with Sav and Riley and hit the beach.
Hanging out with them made me realize how much I miss them! It's going to stink when they're clear in Hawaii, but hey, that just means another vacation is in order!
After they left for home, Dal and I hit Downtown Disney. I was absolutely giddy and ecstatic that Disneyland was only two days away!
Sunday. Slept in. Late. We were exhausted from the past three days. But we made it in time for church, and got to be a part of a great testimony meeting. I love the fact that it's the same. Everywhere. We hit Newport beach again, and this time made sure we got the "in"famous (in-famous means more than famous--can anyone name the movie?) beach bars. This place dips em and coats them with nuts or sprinkles while you watch. Yum. And I got to use my birthday present!
That night we hooked up with my good friend Katie Lopez. She just graduated from culinary school in January and took us to a great local Peruvian restaurant for dinner. A-maze-ing.
After, we hung out at the hotel and caught the Disneyland firework show...got some pretty sweet pics.
Where should our focus be? Disneyland knows :)
The only thing that could ever be unhappy in the second happiest place on earth.
We got a plane in this one, pretty creepy lookin'. But we caught my favorite fireworks. I call them weeping willows.
Monday. Disneyland! First ride, as always, was Space Mountain! I was absolutely giddy. As we're running through the line, this adorable boy and his mom come runnin' behind us. After a minute of that, the cute little boy (whose name is Caleb, we found out when the line stopped) said, "Wow Mom, this line is moving so fast!" Dal turns to me and says, "Wow, he's almost as excited as you are!" What can I say? Disneyland is my home away from home...
After Space Mountain, we just crammed in as much as we could, hitting all the must-sees. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves. 85 gold stars for anyone who can name every location.
(the line was too long for Princess Tiana, so I settled for the pic from a distance)
Side Note: before we went, Dal was kind of dreading the "cheesy-ness" and "roller-coastery" atmosphere of Disneyland. I'm pleased to announce that I converted him to one of the most roller-coastery rides. Dal's top three list: 1. Space Mountain, 2. Soarin', 3. Matterhorn. Mission Accomplished.
I'll give you a hint on this one: NOT Grizzly Rapids. Curse this ride. Every time I go on it I end up being in the front, and then I'm soaked...so much for putting on makeup.
I heart Mary Poppins. Dal has this crazy idea that I'm like her: "practically perfect in every way." Yeah.......sure Dal, think what ya want, I'm just glad I got ya fooled!
Had to snap one of the mice. I absolutely love this one, I like my Mickey's rockin' out!
End day one.
Tuesday. This time we made the early shuttle (the day before we got outside of our hotel twenty five minutes before the first listed shuttle time to find that the "early" shuttle had left five minutes before...grrr).
Club 33...They've stopped even taking applications for memberships to get on their 15 year-long waiting list. Sniff.
Yum! Dal tried to get me to promise not to put the first of these two up, but he refused to be in hardly any of the pictures, so I vetoed him without him knowing. Shh don't tell!
My brother Tanner emailed us from Brazil and made us promise that we'd get a Dole whip. It was a huge inconvenience. ;) Dole whips forever!
Toon town isn't my favorite, but having two days gave us plenty of time to hit it! Luckily all the pictures there are of Dal!
Of all the Fantasy land rides, Peter Pan rocks my world the most. Best ever. Oo! Funny story. So, we're waiting in line, and about twenty people back from us this dad and his son wait behind us. They had the sweetest costumes. They were both pirates, and the little kid had the entire getup--shoes and everything! I couldn't stop smiling, and because the line is so...twisted (Disney movie reference...95 gold stars for that one), we passed close enough for me to not feel too weird asking if I could take a picture with him. The boy's dad said, "Sure", so I leaned over the fence to just get my head in the pic with this kid, and the next thing I know, the Dad has thrown the poor thing over the fence and into my arms! That wasn't awkward at all.... Anyway, after feeling super embarrassed (and slightly pedophilic), we got a rockin' picture of the worlds coolest pirate.
We finished the night off with Space Mountain again (I'm serious, I so have Dal converted to knowing Space Mountain is the best ride, we went three times! The only other ride we rode more than once was Astro Blasters, cus he couldn't stand getting beat by me, and he lost the second time too!)
After two incredible days, we said goodbye...
Back to reality.
Reality Check...
April 28, 2010
Before I start, Bloggin' is/can be manly! There are sports blogs, hunting blogs and all sorts of stuff... But, I will still call it "Bloggin'" so that I feel better about it. K moving on...
So after reading through the plethora of posts that Lauren has put up here I figure that I should throw one up here to keep things in perspective. With only one person posting things can get a little biased so I don't want you folks to think that I am too great, great I may be, but not too great. Since she has so graciously shared the one or two highlights that exist, making me out to be such a great husband, I figured that I should not only share some of the amazing things that she does but also shed light on a weakness or two that she hasn't shared... I am sure you gals (cuz I know that there are no dudes that read these blog things) can sympathize with what I will say.
So first, all the good stuff about Lauren... :) She has told a story about her birthday so its time for mine. First thing you need to know about Lauren is that she knows me better than anyone, and so she uses my needs to her advantage. I was sitting at work and Alex comes over to my desk, picks up my phone and walks away. A minute later he comes back and says, "Yup, I thought so..." and once again, walked away. About twenty minutes later I find out that my loverly wife has been plotting to send me pizza at work... 1st need understood, I love pizza! Next we went out to dinner, where you might ask, Texas Roadhouse, need #2 I love steak! While at dinner she gave me my present which was a gift card to Cabelas so that I could get myself a gun that I had been wanting for quite some time, need #3 I am a hillbilly that loves guns. Also she let me watch basketball while at dinner, need #4.. As you can see they are piling up. I could go on and on but I think I will end there because it was my birthday and somethings don't need to be said. So it short, it was the best birthday EVER and its all because of my amazing wife.
Next reason she is so awesome! This was a few months ago, October to be exact. As already mentioned I am a hillbilly who loves guns and every October there is a small event called the deer hunt. Some of you may be familiar with this, it is another reason why Lauren is so amazing, to those of you that don't know, we got married on October 9th and not later in the month so that there would never be a conflict with opening day of deer season and our anniversary. Love you Lauren! But last year Lauren decided to not only let me go but she tagged along. It was so much fun, if you ask me, Lauren was even present when the only deer that was harvested that year was taken. What a good sport. Once again, she must love me.
So not that you know that Lauren is so amazing let us take me off my pedestal that Lauren has created. I am just going to do this in list format, cuz its easier that way. 1. I am addicted to hunting and fishing, meaning that when I can afford it there will be many times that I will be gone for days on end. Also, I like to watch hunting and fishing shows.. Yes Brian, your not alone. 2. I am addicted to sports and though Lauren is such a good sport I know she hates it. TNT 40 days of playoff basketball and march madness is the worst time of the year, for her. #3 I eat way to late at night.. I am a snacker! #4 This may be blatantly obvious to some of you by now, but I have horrible grammar so anytime I write a paper, Lauren has to make sure I didn't mess it up too bad. (Please don't tell any of my professors.) #5 I am currently in the process of making a "Man Cave" in the garage and Lauren does nothing but smile anytime I talk about it cuz she knows it lame. And last but not least, #6 I sing in the shower, loud and not well. This wouldn't be a big deal... if the downstairs neighbors had not commented on my singing. I think multiple times, but I continue to do it, cuz I love it.
Well this is all from me for now, sorry it is so long but to be honest the posts from me will be few and far between so I had to make an impact. Toodaloo.
So after reading through the plethora of posts that Lauren has put up here I figure that I should throw one up here to keep things in perspective. With only one person posting things can get a little biased so I don't want you folks to think that I am too great, great I may be, but not too great. Since she has so graciously shared the one or two highlights that exist, making me out to be such a great husband, I figured that I should not only share some of the amazing things that she does but also shed light on a weakness or two that she hasn't shared... I am sure you gals (cuz I know that there are no dudes that read these blog things) can sympathize with what I will say.
So first, all the good stuff about Lauren... :) She has told a story about her birthday so its time for mine. First thing you need to know about Lauren is that she knows me better than anyone, and so she uses my needs to her advantage. I was sitting at work and Alex comes over to my desk, picks up my phone and walks away. A minute later he comes back and says, "Yup, I thought so..." and once again, walked away. About twenty minutes later I find out that my loverly wife has been plotting to send me pizza at work... 1st need understood, I love pizza! Next we went out to dinner, where you might ask, Texas Roadhouse, need #2 I love steak! While at dinner she gave me my present which was a gift card to Cabelas so that I could get myself a gun that I had been wanting for quite some time, need #3 I am a hillbilly that loves guns. Also she let me watch basketball while at dinner, need #4.. As you can see they are piling up. I could go on and on but I think I will end there because it was my birthday and somethings don't need to be said. So it short, it was the best birthday EVER and its all because of my amazing wife.
Next reason she is so awesome! This was a few months ago, October to be exact. As already mentioned I am a hillbilly who loves guns and every October there is a small event called the deer hunt. Some of you may be familiar with this, it is another reason why Lauren is so amazing, to those of you that don't know, we got married on October 9th and not later in the month so that there would never be a conflict with opening day of deer season and our anniversary. Love you Lauren! But last year Lauren decided to not only let me go but she tagged along. It was so much fun, if you ask me, Lauren was even present when the only deer that was harvested that year was taken. What a good sport. Once again, she must love me.
So not that you know that Lauren is so amazing let us take me off my pedestal that Lauren has created. I am just going to do this in list format, cuz its easier that way. 1. I am addicted to hunting and fishing, meaning that when I can afford it there will be many times that I will be gone for days on end. Also, I like to watch hunting and fishing shows.. Yes Brian, your not alone. 2. I am addicted to sports and though Lauren is such a good sport I know she hates it. TNT 40 days of playoff basketball and march madness is the worst time of the year, for her. #3 I eat way to late at night.. I am a snacker! #4 This may be blatantly obvious to some of you by now, but I have horrible grammar so anytime I write a paper, Lauren has to make sure I didn't mess it up too bad. (Please don't tell any of my professors.) #5 I am currently in the process of making a "Man Cave" in the garage and Lauren does nothing but smile anytime I talk about it cuz she knows it lame. And last but not least, #6 I sing in the shower, loud and not well. This wouldn't be a big deal... if the downstairs neighbors had not commented on my singing. I think multiple times, but I continue to do it, cuz I love it.
Well this is all from me for now, sorry it is so long but to be honest the posts from me will be few and far between so I had to make an impact. Toodaloo.
One year older and....wiser too?
April 25, 2010
6:42 am. I'm in a deep sleep. I'd forgotten to set my alarm the night before on purpose. Who doesn't sleep in on their birthday?
6:43 am. I'm sitting bolt-upright in bed, scared to death.
My dad, brother Nate and sister Lynley decided it'd be a great idea to take me out to breakfast on my birthday. They didn't call to wake me up, no no no, that would've been too calm and peaceful for the occasion. Instead, they pounded on our bedroom window (which is about a foot and a half away from my head, mind you) like the world was about to end or something. So much for sleeping in.
We hit up Callie's Cafe. It's quite a find, and I'll admit that I have Steph's parents to thank for it (That's another story though). Callie's is the kind of place you'll find the same people there at the same times every morning. It's got that homey small-town feel, with home style breakfast food that well outstrips Denny's or IHOP. Definite recommendation.
A little background before I get into the presents. I HATE surprises. I can't stand not knowing stuff. With that in mind, you can imagine that when I found out about a month before my birthday that Dal was getting me a lens (much to his chagrin), I was ecstatic that I would be completely in-the-know. Also because I knew he was getting me a lens, I made sure he understood that he couldn't get me anything else expensive, because the lens was already over our budget. He agreed.
The night before, Dal calls me as he pulls up. "Hey, can you come out and help me bring some stuff in?"
"Dal...you better not have."
"Just come help me."
Of course, he had not one, not two, but eight gifts on the front seat of his truck. "You didn't say how many inexpensive gifts I could get you," was all he said.
Well the first was the lens, amazing! Then I got into the inexpensive gifts, which went down like this:
1. pack of Princess and the Frog stamp rings (I'd recently asked if I could get my wedding ring re-dipped...this was the compromise--eight new rings!)
2. bobby pins (Not just any, these are really thick ones for crafty flower making---I'm super excited)
3. gardening gloves (the week before I was pulling weeds bare handed)
4. sidewalk chalk, to help appease my inner child
5. coloring book and crayons (see 4, also to keep me entertained on our road trip to CA this week)
6. Toy story sand bucket and beach toys (California.......here we come!)
The six listed above were definitely within the inexpensive gift range--all dollar store items, but being who he is, he never quite follows the rules exactly. The last gift was a new camera bag that fits the new lens perfectly.
After work, we hopped into the car and hit up the Living Planet Aquarium in Sandy. Check it out!
Highlights:
In the Utah section, along the back wall in the main room is a fake pond. Or at least we thought. We seriously sat for like three minutes trying to decide if it was real or not. Finally, the bullfrog we were using as a gauge actually breathed, solving the mystery. It's real folks, it's real.
How cool is this?
The sea anemone's in there were pretty cool too, but isn't that viewing tank sweet?
The ray's! Not gonna lie, it took me aback when it felt silky...a little creepy.
In the "hands-on" area, I stuck my hand in with a handful of green brittle starfish. They have super long spidery arms, and one of them wrapped its arm around my finger and suckered on. Made me blush, I'd never had a starfish kiss before!
Jellyfish. They're so cool in and of themselves, but we had just watched the oceans episode of Life just the day before, and I still swear these same jellyfish were on that episode...oober cool.
Don't ask me why, but I was fascinated by the seahorses. They had Dwarf Seahorses that were only about an inch big...so cute! The one in the picture is a Giant Seahorse, more like four inches.
The penguins! Anyone who goes there and says the penguins weren't awesome, is lying!
We finished off the night with dinner at The Roof in downtown. Amazing view, great food, perfect atmosphere. All in all a perfect day, I really don't know how Dal will be able to live up to it next year!
6:43 am. I'm sitting bolt-upright in bed, scared to death.
My dad, brother Nate and sister Lynley decided it'd be a great idea to take me out to breakfast on my birthday. They didn't call to wake me up, no no no, that would've been too calm and peaceful for the occasion. Instead, they pounded on our bedroom window (which is about a foot and a half away from my head, mind you) like the world was about to end or something. So much for sleeping in.
We hit up Callie's Cafe. It's quite a find, and I'll admit that I have Steph's parents to thank for it (That's another story though). Callie's is the kind of place you'll find the same people there at the same times every morning. It's got that homey small-town feel, with home style breakfast food that well outstrips Denny's or IHOP. Definite recommendation.
A little background before I get into the presents. I HATE surprises. I can't stand not knowing stuff. With that in mind, you can imagine that when I found out about a month before my birthday that Dal was getting me a lens (much to his chagrin), I was ecstatic that I would be completely in-the-know. Also because I knew he was getting me a lens, I made sure he understood that he couldn't get me anything else expensive, because the lens was already over our budget. He agreed.
The night before, Dal calls me as he pulls up. "Hey, can you come out and help me bring some stuff in?"
"Dal...you better not have."
"Just come help me."
Of course, he had not one, not two, but eight gifts on the front seat of his truck. "You didn't say how many inexpensive gifts I could get you," was all he said.
Well the first was the lens, amazing! Then I got into the inexpensive gifts, which went down like this:
1. pack of Princess and the Frog stamp rings (I'd recently asked if I could get my wedding ring re-dipped...this was the compromise--eight new rings!)
2. bobby pins (Not just any, these are really thick ones for crafty flower making---I'm super excited)
3. gardening gloves (the week before I was pulling weeds bare handed)
4. sidewalk chalk, to help appease my inner child
5. coloring book and crayons (see 4, also to keep me entertained on our road trip to CA this week)
6. Toy story sand bucket and beach toys (California.......here we come!)
The six listed above were definitely within the inexpensive gift range--all dollar store items, but being who he is, he never quite follows the rules exactly. The last gift was a new camera bag that fits the new lens perfectly.
After work, we hopped into the car and hit up the Living Planet Aquarium in Sandy. Check it out!
Highlights:
In the Utah section, along the back wall in the main room is a fake pond. Or at least we thought. We seriously sat for like three minutes trying to decide if it was real or not. Finally, the bullfrog we were using as a gauge actually breathed, solving the mystery. It's real folks, it's real.
How cool is this?
The ray's! Not gonna lie, it took me aback when it felt silky...a little creepy.
In the "hands-on" area, I stuck my hand in with a handful of green brittle starfish. They have super long spidery arms, and one of them wrapped its arm around my finger and suckered on. Made me blush, I'd never had a starfish kiss before!
Jellyfish. They're so cool in and of themselves, but we had just watched the oceans episode of Life just the day before, and I still swear these same jellyfish were on that episode...oober cool.
Don't ask me why, but I was fascinated by the seahorses. They had Dwarf Seahorses that were only about an inch big...so cute! The one in the picture is a Giant Seahorse, more like four inches.
The penguins! Anyone who goes there and says the penguins weren't awesome, is lying!
We finished off the night with dinner at The Roof in downtown. Amazing view, great food, perfect atmosphere. All in all a perfect day, I really don't know how Dal will be able to live up to it next year!
Mic Check...
April 12, 2010
A while back, I was really excited because I thought to bring my camera to the occasional hang out that we have with Michelle, Sam, Steph, and James. Of course I was upset when we pulled up and I had forgot it. To explain my disappointment to Dal, I said, "Dal, I was gonna take pictures of us and our friends," to which he replied, "What friends? If we had friends we'd have pictures with them."
Well HA! We have friends. :) And please forgive, it was night-time and our house lighting sucks, pardon the language.
I know I shouldn't really have a favorite...but can you blame me??
Well HA! We have friends. :) And please forgive, it was night-time and our house lighting sucks, pardon the language.
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