Tuesday, May 26, 2009

So since blogger won't let me edit things the way I like I have decided I'm going to teach myself html and css. So if things begin to look weird on my blog page it's cause I don't know what I'm doing. Good thing I work at a place full of nerds that know this stuff. :)

If anyone has done this and knows of some good websites, tutorials, books, articles, etc. that might be helpful let me know!



Oh dear

Friday, May 22, 2009

All in favor

"Cinderella is proof that a new pair of shoes can change a girl's life"



Thanks for sending this quote to me Loges. It's genius!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Got a Whale of a Tale ...

Once upon a time, four charming friends were living together as they experienced the twists and turns of young adulthood-dum. They lived in Cottage Cave where they filled their apartment with cheer and laughter (along with a lot of cute decorations … I’m sure). Once the snow began to melt all four friends experienced one of those twists (or maybe it was a turn) that comes with young adulthood-dum; they all realized they would not be able to stay in their Cottage through the warm/hot days so all of the lovely friends began the process of selling their room in the cottage. Decrees were sent throughout the World Wide Web, announcing the decision and the need to be sold. First off Melsters was able to sell her sweet room. Secondly Riz sold hers. Panic settled in for Hogan and Darianne. As the time was drawing near, success came for both! Hogan and Darianne were able to sell their sweet rooms.

Darianne went off on a vacation thinking all was well back at Cottage Cave. After a relaxing and enjoyable week she came back only to find that she’d been bamboozeled! Her room hadn’t sold because the mysterious girl that had said she’d buy it had told too many people she’d buy their rooms. Darianne was left with her room and no one to buy it. She moved out anyway confident she’d get it sold.

Decrees were sent back out and one girl responded with, “I’ll take it!” Darianne ecstatic over the news quickly tried to get things settled. Then just a few days later, that girl decided to “bunk up” with someone else. Darianne was distraught. She didn’t know what to think. Two girls with promises of buying it and two girls backing out at the last minute. Darianne continued hoping that someone would want to live in her sweet room in the cottage. Finally, days later, another girl declared she wanted it. Now Darianne was happy to hear that but wasn't confident about the sell though. Darianne went and talked to the office at Carriage Cave anyways and got it all the numbers figured out but hasn’t heard back from the girl. What’s a Darianne to think?

Oh dear.



Not the actual cottage that Darianne is trying to sell but maybe she'd do better with this one then the one she is selling.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day



Happy Mother's Day to all of the mother's in my life. My mom never ceases to amaze me and I just love her.

happy birfday

May 7th was my Dad's birthday. He's the best Dad ever so of course we celebrated in style with everyone that's here in Utah at the BYU vs UNLV baseball game. It was perfect baseball weather and fun to be with everyone. It helps to have BYU win too.

The gang



Cosmo came over to visit us and Zachary took off running in the opposite direction. Luckily Uncle Dave was there to calm him down and show Zachary that Cosmo's a good guy. After that Zachary was constantly on the look out for "the lion."



It was the perfect way to celebrate Dad's birthday. Love you Dad!

Gone Country Ya'll

My trip to Dallas was so fun. It was the perfect vacation at the end of a semester. It included lots of laughing, good food, the aquarium, eating lunch at Jeff's school, t-ball practice, Wii Lego Stars Wars, best jewelry shopping, but no country.

These are two cool dudes shopping for some good produce.



Hanging with the sting rays.



Isn't he just the cutest t-ball player? He's got some impressive skills.



It was such a fun trip but was too short.

Friday, May 8, 2009

10 things that make me happy:

So one of my favorite blogs to stalk, Rockstar Diaries posted a list of ten things that made her happy. She then asked what made other people happy and had an overwhelming response and she's been posting fun happy lists ever since. Several times a day while at work (shh don't tell) I'll go and read what is making others happy. Every list makes me say "oh that makes me happy too" and smile. So I've decided to post my own. It was hard to keep it to ten but here's the beginning of my very long happy list:

1. Pictures
2. The crack of a book’s spine (love the smell of books too. Yum)
3. Laughing uncontrollably
4. Post-workout soreness
5. Organized closets
6. Cupcakes and other delicious treats
7. No alarm clock mornings
8. Texts or calls from family and friends
9. Holidays
10. Inside jokes

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Cupcake Haven

So Kels, Loges, and I took a fabulous afternoon break and visited Sweet Tooth Fairy. Boy was it tasty. Just walking into the store gave me a high. Can't wait till the next time to try a new treat.

Us sitting outside in enjoying 78 degree weather, cupcakes, and ourselves. Did you notice that my head is about twice the size of Logan's? Lovely.



A cupcake toast!



Total satisfaction

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Women's Conference 2009

Thanks to Kris, I got to go to Women's Conference on Friday. It was lots of fun to spend the day with Kris and my Mom. We got to have a delicious lunch provided by Dad, giggle, and listen to a lot of great talks.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

This is so not ideal

Everyone that knows me knows that I hate disorganization and messes. I just don't function well in them.

This is my living nightmare.







This is what happens when you decide to move home and you have no time to do it but late at night and with no time to organize.

The pictures don't even really show how bad it is but it at least gives an idea. My first night in my room, I only got a few hours of sleep but those few hours were filled with nightmares of drowning in my boxes. It really is my very own nightmare.