Flirting

Wow this could be a long post...

The other day I was, I won't say dared, let's say challenged to not flirt with a certain man all night. ALL NIGHT I was not allowed to flirt with him in any way. Boy that was challenging. Worse than when the same group of people dared me to be silent for 10 minutes, also challenging.

The thing is that I realized I am VERY flirty. I found that I couldn't look at him, I couldn't talk to him, and my body movement became very... limited. Dude! I was boring. They sure enjoyed watching me try so hard not to flirt. In the end it was a horrible disaster and I gave up.

P.S. The very man I was challenged not to flirt with is the very man who still owes me my "reward" from the no talking challenge. I need to get him to pay up!

a new leaf

So I was reading through my old blogs tonight and realized I use to be really funny. Hmmm. Recently I seem to be more reflective. I am going back to funny. Because the funniest things happen to me all the time. I just need to remember to share them here. I promise to do better, so check back soon.

Things I learned from my sister Madison

I learned a lot from Miss Maddy in our phone conversation this evening. I can't wait to spend over a week with this kid next month!

Halloween day is the firty first and that is the day you wear a big pink dress and you get to be a princess, fairy, and ballerina all at once!

I have to wear more lipstick and eye junk

You can't be a pirate until the treasure chest is full

You can be princess without a dress

Boys can play with butterflies

Sparkly shoes make your legs looks sexy

I <3 General Conference!

I can't tell you how much I loved Elder Bednar's talk today! He spoke about becoming more diligent and concerned at home. It made me so grateful for my parents!

He said we need to express love and show it. That it needs to be sincere and frequent and that if we say it and then do not demonstrate it in the home it is hypocrisy. Just yesterday, after my dad called me for no reason, I told my roommates how grateful I am that I have a dad that not only loves me but really seems to like me too. I could think of a million examples of this. I have blogged about a few of them before: "Dad tucked us in at night and told us stories, he played airplane, and crocodile. He gathers us together for family scripture and prayer. He helped us make pancakes on saturday morning while we watched ninja turtles, and he actually watched with us. He took us on walks and just let us tell him all about our little world."

My mom also consistently showed us that she loved us. She use to drop little notes off for me at school and have someone bring them to me in class. She made sure that I always felt beautiful even in my awkward years, she read to us every night, she remembered all of our favorite things and kept them on hand, she always came to Utah to bring me home after a semester so I didn't have to drive across wyoming alone, when we were sick she would pamper us more than any kid deserves.

Elder Bednar also talked about consistency. I LOVED when he talked about FHE at his house being chaos. Because FHE, family scripture, and prayer were typically chaos in our home too. But it ALWAYS happened. I may have occasionally been the one that was upset that a sibling was touching me or looking at me and I may not have always had the best attitude but looking back, Elder Bednar is right, it meant the world to me. I was also thinking that when mom took over the nights dad was gone it showed us, not only her testimony of the importance of these things, but her support and love for my dad.

I am grateful that while listening to this talk I could think of how all these things were apart of my family. My parents didn't just say things, they showed us that: 1. They have a testimony of the Gospel 2. They love their Savior 3. They love each other 4. They love us. I also thought of my married friends and how much I admire those who are implementing these things in their families.

I want more than anything to create this same environment for my kids... when I have them!

Brooks and Dunn, my story

With the very sad news that Brooks and Dunn are breaking up I decided it was finally time to tell my Brooks and Dunn story. I am not sure I wanted to put this out there, even though it is a good story, because I really like to casually bring it up in conversation. I'll say something such as "like the time I snuck onto Brooks and Dunn's Jet..." Then I wait for the reaction.

So when I was going to USU, a company in town sponsored a Brooks and Dunn concert. Almost everyone in town got free tickets to this show and I had a lot of friends who had access to tickets. Unfortunately I couldn't get work off. So all my friends who hate country took off for the concert and I went to work.

Anyway I was working at a restaurant and these two attractive men came in. They were dressed in the same suit with the same tie and so I asked them about it. They said they were pilots and they had just flown in and would fly right back out in a few hours. I asked why and they said that they had flown Brooks and Dunn in for the concert. So I did quite a bit more flirting and got an invitation to come out to the airport and see the jet they fly.

So we closed the place down early and took off for the airport. It was the Logan, UT airport so there was no security. It is mainly used for crop dusters etc. So we walked right out onto the tarmac and onto the jet. It was really really cool. Like I am not even kidding you the toilet was gold. It was like a mini house on a plain. It had everything you could imagine. Like a sky RV only a thousand times classier.So we are hanging out on the plain and the pilot gets the call that the encore is finished and the artists are on their way back. So we slowly exit the plain and stand in front of it while we wait for them to show up. Oddly enough they weren't even upset that we had been hanging out on there plane. Kix didn't say much and got on the plane, ronnie hung out with us for a bit.

What kills me is Ronnie asked if he could do anything for us. I am sure meaning autograph, and my friend was like no we just came to see the plane.

Year five and all is well.

It shocks me that it is that time of year again... September already, Five years already. I miss her what else can I say? Maybe I should be over this by now, but I'm not.

I just miss her.

Don't lie to yourself, you wish your mom was as freaking awesome as mine is.

I miss it when she would flirt with guys in the home depot.

I miss how she would make friends with the checker at whatever store we were at.

I miss having someone to watch John Wayne movies with me.

I miss how irritating it was that she wanted to talk to me EVERY DAY.

I miss having someone who knew exactly when to make me laugh, when to let me cry, and most of the time... when to tease me unmercifully.

I miss having someone who was better at picking out my crushes than I was.

I miss how she likes to sing the wrong words to songs at the top of her lungs.

I miss having someone who remembers all of my favorite things perfectly, and keeps them on hand.

I miss her sneaking Katy and I into her closet Christmas afternoon to give us all the things she bought us that she had to hide from dad because it wasn't in the Christmas budget.

I miss driving across Wyoming with her and blaring Chris Ledoux on the radio.

I miss plotting with her on how to surprise dad for his birthday.

I miss family home evenings with Anky anger, and farmer brown.

I miss skipping school and going shopping for no reason.

I miss having someone to call at one in the morning, knowing she'll be awake.

I miss going to Delaware for Mexican on Wednesdays because you didn't want to cook dinner if dad wasn't going to be there to enjoy it.

I miss having someone to call when I am sick or hurting.

I miss having someone to call when my heart is hurting.

I miss having someone pry into my love life.

I miss her sassiness.

I miss having someone I can tell EVERYTHING to, completely free of judgment.

I miss her naughtiness.

I miss cheating at Scrabble with her.

I miss hearing her version of how her and dad met.

I am a lucky girl. I really haven't been asked to endure that much. My mom just lost her body. So many people have suffered so much more. My mom found the best guy in the world, one who would be the greatest daddy ever and married him in the temple. I know my parents love each other and I know they are my parents forever. I know she has a testimony and I know she is still my mom. I know she loves me forever. I know she is still very much involved in my life. I know that death didn't change any of these things. Like I said I am a lucky girl. I not only have the best mom in this world, I have one of the best moms who is already in the next.

My favorite things... lately

My friend Em listed her latest favorite things and asked us to do the same.

My favorite things lately:

HUSKER FOOTBALL! I get so sick of BYU this and U of U that. Husker football is a religion in Nebraska and I while I have been a believer for a few years now, this year, I am truly converted!


Fish Tacos: You will realize what a disease this has become when I tell you that I know the special is fish tacos Tuesday and Saturday at Cafe Rio and they always have a salmon taco on the menu, Bajio's special is wednesday, and Rumbi grill has my favorite but they are never the special. Oh and I just found a place by my office that has $1.25 fish taco Tuesdays! I am in love!

Tofu noodles. The texture is not the same but I almost like it better when making Asian food. The best part is no carbs and the whole bag is only 40 calories. fry up some veggies, a little chicken, add a little soy sauce or some kind of Thai peanut goodness and you are set my friend. You can get them at Target in the produce section or at health food stores. My favorite is Whole Foods (because they let me sample all the expensive cheeses).

I found this tasty morsel at one of my other favorite stores, World Market. They sell food from all ethnicity's so I can grab my favorite curry, some rice paper candy, and actually German gummy bears in one trip. Anyway I am distracted. This is the pumpkin pie syrup. it makes the best steamer I have ever had in my life!

Okay I have always loved Hobby Lobby but there is finally one in Utah. They snuck in while I was in Idaho and my whole life has now improved. I spend time in here like my mom did in Home Depot. I say I'll be 5 minutes and three hours later...

Reading in the hammock swing. The weather has been perfect for being outside wrapped up in a blanket with a pumpkin pie steamer. We have a hammock too but I don't love it as much as the Hammock swing.