here is the problem...
every time i go to scoop myself some cookie dough ice cream (which isn't very often because i am in SUCH good shape, and eat SO well) i always have to keep scooping until i get "one more good cookie dough piece."
until i starting running "one more good mile" every time i go to the gym- cookie dough ice cream and i have to go our separate ways. we are fighting. ice cream, back to the kitchen... i secretly hope you get freezer burn. me, to st. george with my sister... i not so secretly hope i get a tan- burn.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
a new undertaking
onemoreprettybird.blogspot.com
look out!! (as said in She's the Man... only a select few will understand)
look out!! (as said in She's the Man... only a select few will understand)
Monday, April 20, 2009
warm water problem
lately our showers have consisted of about 5 mintues of warm water... which means right when you get to the shaving your legs part- the water turns freezing cold. everytime, without fail. sometimes i feel like bear grylls and i stick it out in the ice cold water and shave my legs... sometimes... well, you know, i wear pants that day.
so we've had the maintenance man here a lot this past week. it is always something new that is wrong... like today, the valve was cracked. it wasn't cracked yesterday when he looked at it, but it is cracked today. interesting. but what i love the most is that if i leave my door open just the tiniest bit i can hear him talking to himself. usually its things like, "oops", "daw gone it", "uh oh", "seriously?" or my personal favorite that he says multiple times a day, "aw, nuts."
and after each witty phrase quickly i say to myself, that's what she said. it's a fun game to help studying for tests become enjoyable. trust me, it works wonders. i think i am going to ace my finals.
so we've had the maintenance man here a lot this past week. it is always something new that is wrong... like today, the valve was cracked. it wasn't cracked yesterday when he looked at it, but it is cracked today. interesting. but what i love the most is that if i leave my door open just the tiniest bit i can hear him talking to himself. usually its things like, "oops", "daw gone it", "uh oh", "seriously?" or my personal favorite that he says multiple times a day, "aw, nuts."
and after each witty phrase quickly i say to myself, that's what she said. it's a fun game to help studying for tests become enjoyable. trust me, it works wonders. i think i am going to ace my finals.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
HAPPY EASTER!!
favorite phrases.
last week my old boss called and told me she had free flights and wanted to know if i wanted to come home for Easter. wait- let me think- do i love California? do i love my family? do i love Easter? do i strongly dislike the Utah cold? yes. yes. yes. and yes. she is a doll- and i got to come home for Easter!!
so today the whole family was here... you know, some of the cousins, aunts and uncles, and grand parentals. and my bro and sis and their kids. i was hugging and kissing on aaliyah and i asked her if she knew how much i loved her.
it went kind of like this...
"aaliyah, do you know how much i love you?"
her response-
"... too good."

then my darling brothers were chasing each other around the house. keep in mind they are almost 19 and 16 years old. Derek hit Dylan and then he quickly tattled to my mom... "mom, tell derek no hitting on Easter!"
anyway- i hope your Easter was too good. and that you saved the hitting for another day. i will post pictures, soon!
so today the whole family was here... you know, some of the cousins, aunts and uncles, and grand parentals. and my bro and sis and their kids. i was hugging and kissing on aaliyah and i asked her if she knew how much i loved her.
it went kind of like this...
"aaliyah, do you know how much i love you?"
her response-
"... too good."
then my darling brothers were chasing each other around the house. keep in mind they are almost 19 and 16 years old. Derek hit Dylan and then he quickly tattled to my mom... "mom, tell derek no hitting on Easter!"
anyway- i hope your Easter was too good. and that you saved the hitting for another day. i will post pictures, soon!
Friday, April 3, 2009
my father, the MD.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
turns out...
... my tax return went to one of these.

my favorite part about this is that the employees want to be your best friend when you go to pick up your car. no sir, your job sucks, you ruined my day, and i will not be your friend.
thank you. but my best friend is the best and he is splitting the ticket with me. what a gem.
i guess if i had just left my car at the car lot, i wouldn't have had to pay the money, i could've gotten my bike, and i would have been forced to ride it. dang. can i take my car back?
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