Dad: "Ra Ra Ra a-aahh"
Me: "Dad, What is that you're humming?"
Dad: "Ga Ga" (said with a long A.)
Me: "You mean Gaga?"
Dad: "Yeah, her..or whatever she is."
Dad: "Can you do me a favor? and get on Yoo...Yoohoo...you-?
Me: "Um, do you know what you're talking about?"
Dad: "No."
Me: "Do you mean youtube?"
Dad: "No..you know what I'm talking about."
Me: "You mean Facebook?"
Dad:"Yeah, will you get on Spacebook and contact Sam Elliott and tell him to put out a new Western?"
Me: "haha. no."
Dad: "Or what is the other one?"
Me: "Twitter?"
Dad: "Yeah, Twit him and ask."
Me: "bahahahhaha. It's Tweet. and No."
Omg. I love my Dad. I also love him for spending so much fun with me this weekend flying kites, watching ridic movies, doing a special weenie/mallow roast with just me and my mom, raving over the perfect mallows we've ever roasted and well.. he's just funny. It's nice coming home :)
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Welcome to the world, Baby Boy!
I've been talking about my soon-to-be baby nephew for a while now so I think it's appropriate to introduce him to my blogger friends. This is him. Mason James! He was born last night and he couldn't be more perfect. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to be home for it all because of work..but he came just in time! Sure, he came during my BFF's wedding reception but I was still able to get right over to the hospital and hold him when he was less than an hour old.
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The second I saw him I couldn't help but cry. The whole baby thing is beautiful. I mean, you know that there is a baby coming for quite a while and that everything in your world is going to change but you don't know what they're going to look like and you never expect them to be so tiny and so perfect. It's crazy how quickly I fell in love with him.
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I know everyone says that I'm prejudice because he's my nephew but GET. real. LOOK at that hair, his cute nose and smirk. He's adorable. No prejudice involved.
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Really, I'm already obsessed with him and can't wait to teach him everything I know [don't worry, he already thinks I'm funny. He opened his eyes everytime I'd start singing Justin Bieber:)] This kid will know what's up.
We couldn't be more happy to have our little family gain a number 8:)
The second I saw him I couldn't help but cry. The whole baby thing is beautiful. I mean, you know that there is a baby coming for quite a while and that everything in your world is going to change but you don't know what they're going to look like and you never expect them to be so tiny and so perfect. It's crazy how quickly I fell in love with him.
I know everyone says that I'm prejudice because he's my nephew but GET. real. LOOK at that hair, his cute nose and smirk. He's adorable. No prejudice involved.
Really, I'm already obsessed with him and can't wait to teach him everything I know [don't worry, he already thinks I'm funny. He opened his eyes everytime I'd start singing Justin Bieber:)] This kid will know what's up.
We couldn't be more happy to have our little family gain a number 8:)
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Little projects make me feel... awesome:)
Fact about Jenn--I love doing little projects and trying new things. Here are a couple that I've tried in the last week. Thank you Pinterest--my OBSESSION :) All you have to do is click the picture below... and then click it again once you're at the Pinterest site and it will take you to the "How To!" Enjoy.
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...OK, when Carli and I made these for our swim party last weekend they didn't LOOK like that. But they were BOMB. really.
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Cute for like the beach or something? idk. I just had to try them and they are super easy. I actually had an green knit top that I didn't wear anymore and I used that for the strips of fabric. Fun!
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Samoa Girl Scout Cookies?! yes, please. I tried these a few weeks ago and yes, they taste fab. But yes, they take a while to make. I'd rather just buy the cookie, just saying. But impressive? I think so.
Be ye warned: the food recipes, especially the Deserts people are "pinning" are sooo tempting. Obvi.
...OK, when Carli and I made these for our swim party last weekend they didn't LOOK like that. But they were BOMB. really.
Cute for like the beach or something? idk. I just had to try them and they are super easy. I actually had an green knit top that I didn't wear anymore and I used that for the strips of fabric. Fun!
Samoa Girl Scout Cookies?! yes, please. I tried these a few weeks ago and yes, they taste fab. But yes, they take a while to make. I'd rather just buy the cookie, just saying. But impressive? I think so.
Be ye warned: the food recipes, especially the Deserts people are "pinning" are sooo tempting. Obvi.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Homegirl knows how to work it.
It's pure talent and I'm not afraid to admit that I'm one of the best when it comes to getting all the deats. In fact, it's probably 98% of the reason why all of my guy friends like to keep me around and I don't mind...
I'm THAT good :)
I'm THAT good :)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Are you for REAL!?
Sometimes we judge people just on looks.
Many times we seem to be pretty justified in our judgements:
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I've posted about this before but I guess it's because I'm still pretty guilty of it....You know, the whole first impression/judgement thing? I just can't seem to shake it. It really doesn't help that I'm in a new singles ward where I only know a couple of people. I'm not complaining about it because I know I haven't tried. However, it's because I don't know anyone in the ward that it's terribly difficult for me to focus during church as I find myself constantly observing the people around me.
I try to push those first impressions aside and see how they interact with others without them knowing that is what I am doing...because let's be honest, that would be a lot creepier than it already is. But really, some of the people who walked into that church yesterday were just asking for my judgements.
Let's get it straight. I'm not sitting there and sizing up those who could use a little help in the beautification department. Most of them don't know any better. I'm talking mostly about the guys who come off as complete pigs and the girls who seem to be a toned-down version of the word described in the picture above. I know, I don't know them so who am I to say what they really are?.... BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. I just need to get this off of my chest.
People: You can't show up for sacrament meeting wearing a black see-through lace top with a colored brightly bra and a matching hippy headband around your forehead TO CHURCH and not be judged for it. Just sayin'. I'm sure most of the boys liked it. In fact, I know the boys in the pew in front of me did. But these are the ones that I would classify as the "Pigs." Or, if you have been watching the Bachelorette this season, they would be mini versions of Bentley. Ew. Gross. Why would you want their attention? I'd rather be cat lady than act out like that to get the attention of the "Bentley's" of this world. Sure, they might be on the attractive side and you might want to kiss them a little [or a lot]. But if you can only stand to look at them and you want to puke every time they open their mouths to say something? Then, Um... yea, I'd rather take the cats. And I HATE cats.
Whoa. *breathe*. I think the main reason why this got to me yesterday was because I highly doubt that all of these people are really pigs and whores. They are probably really nice/good people. I just think they are just trying so hard to be accepted. I know how that is. Trying to get attention, seeking validation from people of the opposite sex but NEWS FLASH, hunny. It's not getting you any where and you kind of look pathetic.
What can we take home from this?
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Always.
Many times we seem to be pretty justified in our judgements:
I've posted about this before but I guess it's because I'm still pretty guilty of it....You know, the whole first impression/judgement thing? I just can't seem to shake it. It really doesn't help that I'm in a new singles ward where I only know a couple of people. I'm not complaining about it because I know I haven't tried. However, it's because I don't know anyone in the ward that it's terribly difficult for me to focus during church as I find myself constantly observing the people around me.
I try to push those first impressions aside and see how they interact with others without them knowing that is what I am doing...because let's be honest, that would be a lot creepier than it already is. But really, some of the people who walked into that church yesterday were just asking for my judgements.
Let's get it straight. I'm not sitting there and sizing up those who could use a little help in the beautification department. Most of them don't know any better. I'm talking mostly about the guys who come off as complete pigs and the girls who seem to be a toned-down version of the word described in the picture above. I know, I don't know them so who am I to say what they really are?.... BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. I just need to get this off of my chest.
People: You can't show up for sacrament meeting wearing a black see-through lace top with a colored brightly bra and a matching hippy headband around your forehead TO CHURCH and not be judged for it. Just sayin'. I'm sure most of the boys liked it. In fact, I know the boys in the pew in front of me did. But these are the ones that I would classify as the "Pigs." Or, if you have been watching the Bachelorette this season, they would be mini versions of Bentley. Ew. Gross. Why would you want their attention? I'd rather be cat lady than act out like that to get the attention of the "Bentley's" of this world. Sure, they might be on the attractive side and you might want to kiss them a little [or a lot]. But if you can only stand to look at them and you want to puke every time they open their mouths to say something? Then, Um... yea, I'd rather take the cats. And I HATE cats.
Whoa. *breathe*. I think the main reason why this got to me yesterday was because I highly doubt that all of these people are really pigs and whores. They are probably really nice/good people. I just think they are just trying so hard to be accepted. I know how that is. Trying to get attention, seeking validation from people of the opposite sex but NEWS FLASH, hunny. It's not getting you any where and you kind of look pathetic.
What can we take home from this?
Always.
It doesn't matter who that is. As long as you are being true, then who cares what other people think :)
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Fathers
I know Father's Day is minutes from being over but I wanted to be sure that I gave a quick "blogger" shout out to my Father, Tracy Wade Hansen. I know that everyone says that they couldn't ask for a better Dad and the same goes for this small town girl. I've learned so much from my Dad. He really is the best. I've learned from him about the importance of family, religion, hard work, being the best that you can be and never giving up, no matter how hard things can get sometimes get.
I have so many great memories of my Dad growing up and even now that I'm an adult and have moved away from home, I am fortunate enough to keep our relationship growing and strong. Every time I go home for a weekend I'm always so excited to spend time with him and my mom. I went home a couple of weeks ago and he made me a yummy breakfast EVERY morning because he loves me :) [oatmeal, raspberry pancakes? hello delish!] That, and he thinks that he's the bomb.dot.com when it comes to cooking so he just loves to do it. The truth is that he really is a good cook. I just like to tease him because he LOVES to admit how good he is at it. Thank you, Diddy for sharing your talents!
We may not talk everyday but I never doubt his love for me. Just like I never doubt the love that my Father in Heaven has for me as well. I am just so blessed to have two amazing Fathers. I really am a princess in both of their eyes. And hello. What more could a girl ask for? ...maybe a husband? hahahaha. My Dad wishes!
I have so many great memories of my Dad growing up and even now that I'm an adult and have moved away from home, I am fortunate enough to keep our relationship growing and strong. Every time I go home for a weekend I'm always so excited to spend time with him and my mom. I went home a couple of weeks ago and he made me a yummy breakfast EVERY morning because he loves me :) [oatmeal, raspberry pancakes? hello delish!] That, and he thinks that he's the bomb.dot.com when it comes to cooking so he just loves to do it. The truth is that he really is a good cook. I just like to tease him because he LOVES to admit how good he is at it. Thank you, Diddy for sharing your talents!
We may not talk everyday but I never doubt his love for me. Just like I never doubt the love that my Father in Heaven has for me as well. I am just so blessed to have two amazing Fathers. I really am a princess in both of their eyes. And hello. What more could a girl ask for? ...maybe a husband? hahahaha. My Dad wishes!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Just say it.
There are many times in our lives when you have to say it like it is.
Exhibit A:
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OK, don't tell me I'm the only one who got a kick out of this pic? I can just see the Bun saying: "Doggggg--No Means No!"
Sometimes people don't pick up what you're putting down and you have no other choice but to stick out your hand and say "No! Can you not read the words coming out of my mouth?"
Even though we are taught from a young age about the importance of honesty, many of us as adults still are not always honest with ourselves and others when it counts. We think that if we just agree and "go with it," or if we don't bring something up or don't talk about it that no one gets hurt....
When did we start thinking that was how it works? Because it shouldn't be that way at all. That way mostly just sucks.
I think it's time to be honest when it counts [obviously there are tender moments with certain people that you have to appoach this in a different way. You'll know when that time comes.] You can be honest without being brutal. You can share how you feel about a situation without doing major damage to the other person. It's not hard--especially when they ask your opinion. What is hard is having to explain why you didn't tell how you truly felt from the beginng or having to live with the fact that you never said anything at all and just ignored the situation. Just because you ignore it, doesn't mean it goes away for the other person. So why not just save yourself and others from the awkward confrontation down the road of "Why didn't you just tell me that's how you felt in the first place!?'
Sincere honesty is showing how much you care for someone. I tell you the truth because I want you to know. It's refreshing for the giver and the receiver. My motto: If someone asks--tell. I might not always say it straight up but I will make sure it's clear. And then it's up to the other person how they take it.
If that approach doesn't work for you, and there may be times when it doesn't, you might have to do the "Bun" approach above and be like "Listen--I said NO. Get steppin'!'"
This doesn't just go for being honest about things that could be potentially hurtful to someone. It is also true with those good feelings you have about people but you never tell them. Umm... remind me again what good that is doing?
Honesty really is just love with its work boots on. You have to work at it...but it's worth it in the long run.
Exhibit A:
OK, don't tell me I'm the only one who got a kick out of this pic? I can just see the Bun saying: "Doggggg--No Means No!"
Sometimes people don't pick up what you're putting down and you have no other choice but to stick out your hand and say "No! Can you not read the words coming out of my mouth?"
Even though we are taught from a young age about the importance of honesty, many of us as adults still are not always honest with ourselves and others when it counts. We think that if we just agree and "go with it," or if we don't bring something up or don't talk about it that no one gets hurt....
When did we start thinking that was how it works? Because it shouldn't be that way at all. That way mostly just sucks.
I think it's time to be honest when it counts [obviously there are tender moments with certain people that you have to appoach this in a different way. You'll know when that time comes.] You can be honest without being brutal. You can share how you feel about a situation without doing major damage to the other person. It's not hard--especially when they ask your opinion. What is hard is having to explain why you didn't tell how you truly felt from the beginng or having to live with the fact that you never said anything at all and just ignored the situation. Just because you ignore it, doesn't mean it goes away for the other person. So why not just save yourself and others from the awkward confrontation down the road of "Why didn't you just tell me that's how you felt in the first place!?'
Sincere honesty is showing how much you care for someone. I tell you the truth because I want you to know. It's refreshing for the giver and the receiver. My motto: If someone asks--tell. I might not always say it straight up but I will make sure it's clear. And then it's up to the other person how they take it.
If that approach doesn't work for you, and there may be times when it doesn't, you might have to do the "Bun" approach above and be like "Listen--I said NO. Get steppin'!'"
This doesn't just go for being honest about things that could be potentially hurtful to someone. It is also true with those good feelings you have about people but you never tell them. Umm... remind me again what good that is doing?
Honesty really is just love with its work boots on. You have to work at it...but it's worth it in the long run.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
The Low Down on LV (extended version)
Hey Homies--I'm BAAAACCCCKKK!
I know I've only been gone for a few days, but I've missed this. I guess I really have become a true blogger to the max because everytime something happened on the trip, I immediately thought of a cool way to blog about it. But as promised I will just give you the Vegas update!
Sorry, this is going to be a super long one and I'm still waiting on the friendlies to post the pics so those will have to come later. [BOO!] You don't have to read this whole thing.. but just know that I'm not even going to be able to do the trip justice in this one post but I want to be sure I have some of the good parts down so when I'm old and filled with botox, I will be able to remember the deats of this trip.
With the help of some of my buds on the trip, we've come up with a name to describe each day of our mini vacay.
Day 1---Boobies and Blowouts
[note to N, A, W & E--Sorry, I had to change the title a titz (no pun intended) because I remembered some of the people who are avid readers and well, I just had to make the adjustment, k?!]
Our plan to leave SW around 4pm was a success. We got on the freeway and realized that the car was shaking quite a bit and pulling to one side. When I say shaking, I mean, the people in the back felt like they were getting a deep massage and the rearview mirror was moving like crazy. Easton ensured us that his dad had brand new tires put on the car but he just didn't feel right about how it was shaking when we reached 65 mph...
My, Anna, Nieko and Willy's reactions?:
"I think it's supposed to be like that."
"It's probably just the road..." "see? Look at all the rivets."
"The tires probably just have to be broken in or something"
Excuses much? haha. We were way wrong. Watered down version of it all: We pulled over to the Les Schwab in Sandy just to be sure and noticed the tires were indeed a little flat. The guy working insisted it was an aligmnent isssue before he even checked the car himself. Um, wrong again, dummy. Let's just say, if the idiot working had an indian name it would be "Tire Blow Up In Face."
No Joke. It was SO loud.
We finally ended up getting a guy who knew what he was talking about. One new tire later, we were on the road, Vegas bound. Most people would let that little incident put a major damper on their trip, but we made the best out of it. I mean, hey, at least we pulled over and weren't stranded on the road AND we got free stale popcorn and matching BFFF bracelets. presh.
The rest of the car ride we did a good job of making our own fun. It included lots of singing/rapping and one handwritten napkin sign about boobs (don't worry, PG-13, people) and a young hottie who's night was pretty much made thanks to us. Trust me. He was hot. Anna and I decided he was our new bf. We continued to wish he was with us a couple of times on the trip. Buuuuuut, he wasn't. Meh. Whatev.
Once we pulled into Vegas at about 11 it was time to "oooo and ahhhh" at the lights and our sweet villas right off the strip, walk around, see to water show at the Bellagio, and gamble a little. I figured out real quick that I'm not a gambler at all. But I guess I didn't really try. All I know is that all of a sudden it was 4 am. That place doesn't sleep!
Day 2--Shopping, Stratosphere and Secret Pizza
Laying out by the rooftop pool was the perfect way to start out each morning. I L-O-V-E it. I would do it all day everyday if it didn't have the painful consequence of a massive sunburn. I mean, my goal was to get a nice burn that would turn to a tan, but no one wants to be in THAT much pain so that means that time laying out had to be limited.
After laying out we did lunch at Pampas which can be described in one word: Meat. Seriously. SO much meat. Next, we decided that we wanted to do what we do best--Shop :) So we did. I could have shopped more but with so many people it's hard to REALLY shop. But I did get some really cute boat shoes and helped Carli find the most adorable fedora and she looks BOMBBB in it. I really think I could be a personal shopper for people. I'm honest and they trust my opinions of what really looks good and fits a certain style. Can't say much for some of the others in the group who almost had me convinced to buy a bright coral colored zip up/hooded onsie get up from H&M. Granted it made me look super tan and was beyond comfy but it just went against all of my beliefs. Shoott. Now I kind of wish I would have gotten it because I can't find it online. BOO. I should have listened to Easton when he said, "J Dog, you should get it!"
Next was the stratosphere. We got the unlimited wrist band and pretty much, I got anxiety on all three rides. The Big Shot=scarrrry. But amazing. The other two? Let's just say, I pulled the ugly cry/laugh a couple of times and I really believe that it shouldn't be allowed to have a ride dangle and spin you off the side of a huge-a building. Just saying. All in all, it was way fun and no one threw up. yay us!
After the stratosphere it was pretty late and everyone was super hungry. Most of the peeps decided they were going to get Little Ceasars and take it back to the hotel but Me, Liz, Nieko and Willy decided we'd venture out and try something that we couldn't get in Utah. That's how a vacation is done in my book.
We still were feelin' pizza so I "googled," Nieko "yelped" and we found out that there was a pizzeria in the Cosmopolitan, which I had wanted to go check out anyways [gorgeous hotel but be warned--if you go there on a Friday or Saturday night, you best be in your sexiest clothes or else you'll feel super under dressed.] We went up and down the floors of the Cosmo in search for said "pizzeria." Nieko found out (thanks to Yelp) that it was hidden on the third floor. It really was like a treasure hunt looking for this place and it was SOOO worth it.
We followed the unmarked, long, dark hall only to find a pizzeria that doesn't have a name or menus. We immediately fell in love with it. We dubbed it our Secret Pizzeria. The feel of the place was so great. It was plain, looked like it was ran by the mafia, was super cheap and the pizza was amazzzing. I could go on and on. If you're in Vegas, just go to the Cosmo and give it a try. You won't regret it. We went there twice to be sure we didn't just love it so much because we were SUPER hungry the first night we found it. I loved it just as much the second time :) no joke.
After a long day of walking around so much, a few of us soaked our feet in super hot water and drank lots of ice water. If you haven't done that before, stop what you're doing right now and try it. The combo of the hot and cold is amazing. Throw a sunburn into the mix and you even kind of get the chills. Awesome.
Day 3--Heat and Hooker Cards
This day is pretty much the definition of LV. Carli and I got up early to lay out by the pool and everyone else came up soon after. The sun was super hot but we enjoyed it. Like I said, our goal was to get some color. Almost all of us burnt on this day, especially the boys. Luckily I had a pretty good base so I barely burned. I'd have liked to get more, but what can you do.... I can't be a walking lobster. That's just embarrassing.
You've heard the saying: "Don't look down in Vegas," right? Well, good luck with that. The crap is everywhere. And those people flicking the cards are pretty good at what they do. It almost natural just to put out your hand and take what they are trying to give you. But it's like they say on all of those meth commercials--"not even once" because really, if you take it once, even on accident, the rest of them on that same corner will attack you and you'll feel like a perv. Even if you don't look at the cards. Or you won't feel like a perv. Whatever. "Thank You!...Thank You!.....Thank You!" bahahahaha.
That night a few of us decided to go eat at the Buffet at the Bellagio. For those who really know me they know that there are multiple things that make me nervous. One being Buffets and another being surrounded by lots of Asians [no offense.. I think it's just all of the scary movies I watch.] Well, that night the Bellagio had some kind of Asian tour going on at that exact time we decided to go eat and there were HUNDREDS of them. no joke. C-c-C-crazy. The buffet was expensive but had some awesome food. But pretty sure a couple of us were high off food when we were done because we couldn't stop laughing and we were miserable because our tummies were so full. Worth it? idk. But it was tasty :)
The buffet is probably what kept me so awake talking with Liz until 4 am. Love her!
Day 4--Uhhh Repeat?
We had to check out pretty early on Monday morning so we got our little drained/sunburned bodies out of bed and pretty much did a repeat of everything from the first three days. We got a little sun, walked around like crazy, shopped some more...H-H-H and M-M-M [sang like Rhianna's S&M song] and some even ate at the Secret Pizzeria again. It was 103 degrees outside and we were ready to head home.
The car ride home was just me and the boys and well, we always seem to have interesting conversations. I'll leave it at that.
All in all it was an awesome trip. I seriously hadn't laughed that much in a while. I love that everyone seemed to get along great and we just had so much fun together. It didn't matter what we were doing. I learned a lot about all of the people we were with, gained a better appreciation for hand sanitizer as well as BMW's and other fancy cars and decided that you really can't beat getting away with friends :) Even though I was the oldest of the bunch, I really took away some good lessons from each of them that I want to work towards in myself.
I know I left some stuff out but this gives you a little taste of it.
Pictures to come. Happy Hump Day :)
I know I've only been gone for a few days, but I've missed this. I guess I really have become a true blogger to the max because everytime something happened on the trip, I immediately thought of a cool way to blog about it. But as promised I will just give you the Vegas update!
Sorry, this is going to be a super long one and I'm still waiting on the friendlies to post the pics so those will have to come later. [BOO!] You don't have to read this whole thing.. but just know that I'm not even going to be able to do the trip justice in this one post but I want to be sure I have some of the good parts down so when I'm old and filled with botox, I will be able to remember the deats of this trip.
With the help of some of my buds on the trip, we've come up with a name to describe each day of our mini vacay.
Day 1---Boobies and Blowouts
[note to N, A, W & E--Sorry, I had to change the title a titz (no pun intended) because I remembered some of the people who are avid readers and well, I just had to make the adjustment, k?!]
Our plan to leave SW around 4pm was a success. We got on the freeway and realized that the car was shaking quite a bit and pulling to one side. When I say shaking, I mean, the people in the back felt like they were getting a deep massage and the rearview mirror was moving like crazy. Easton ensured us that his dad had brand new tires put on the car but he just didn't feel right about how it was shaking when we reached 65 mph...
My, Anna, Nieko and Willy's reactions?:
"I think it's supposed to be like that."
"It's probably just the road..." "see? Look at all the rivets."
"The tires probably just have to be broken in or something"
Excuses much? haha. We were way wrong. Watered down version of it all: We pulled over to the Les Schwab in Sandy just to be sure and noticed the tires were indeed a little flat. The guy working insisted it was an aligmnent isssue before he even checked the car himself. Um, wrong again, dummy. Let's just say, if the idiot working had an indian name it would be "Tire Blow Up In Face."
No Joke. It was SO loud.
We finally ended up getting a guy who knew what he was talking about. One new tire later, we were on the road, Vegas bound. Most people would let that little incident put a major damper on their trip, but we made the best out of it. I mean, hey, at least we pulled over and weren't stranded on the road AND we got free stale popcorn and matching BFFF bracelets. presh.
The rest of the car ride we did a good job of making our own fun. It included lots of singing/rapping and one handwritten napkin sign about boobs (don't worry, PG-13, people) and a young hottie who's night was pretty much made thanks to us. Trust me. He was hot. Anna and I decided he was our new bf. We continued to wish he was with us a couple of times on the trip. Buuuuuut, he wasn't. Meh. Whatev.
Once we pulled into Vegas at about 11 it was time to "oooo and ahhhh" at the lights and our sweet villas right off the strip, walk around, see to water show at the Bellagio, and gamble a little. I figured out real quick that I'm not a gambler at all. But I guess I didn't really try. All I know is that all of a sudden it was 4 am. That place doesn't sleep!
Day 2--Shopping, Stratosphere and Secret Pizza
Laying out by the rooftop pool was the perfect way to start out each morning. I L-O-V-E it. I would do it all day everyday if it didn't have the painful consequence of a massive sunburn. I mean, my goal was to get a nice burn that would turn to a tan, but no one wants to be in THAT much pain so that means that time laying out had to be limited.
After laying out we did lunch at Pampas which can be described in one word: Meat. Seriously. SO much meat. Next, we decided that we wanted to do what we do best--Shop :) So we did. I could have shopped more but with so many people it's hard to REALLY shop. But I did get some really cute boat shoes and helped Carli find the most adorable fedora and she looks BOMBBB in it. I really think I could be a personal shopper for people. I'm honest and they trust my opinions of what really looks good and fits a certain style. Can't say much for some of the others in the group who almost had me convinced to buy a bright coral colored zip up/hooded onsie get up from H&M. Granted it made me look super tan and was beyond comfy but it just went against all of my beliefs. Shoott. Now I kind of wish I would have gotten it because I can't find it online. BOO. I should have listened to Easton when he said, "J Dog, you should get it!"
Next was the stratosphere. We got the unlimited wrist band and pretty much, I got anxiety on all three rides. The Big Shot=scarrrry. But amazing. The other two? Let's just say, I pulled the ugly cry/laugh a couple of times and I really believe that it shouldn't be allowed to have a ride dangle and spin you off the side of a huge-a building. Just saying. All in all, it was way fun and no one threw up. yay us!
After the stratosphere it was pretty late and everyone was super hungry. Most of the peeps decided they were going to get Little Ceasars and take it back to the hotel but Me, Liz, Nieko and Willy decided we'd venture out and try something that we couldn't get in Utah. That's how a vacation is done in my book.
We still were feelin' pizza so I "googled," Nieko "yelped" and we found out that there was a pizzeria in the Cosmopolitan, which I had wanted to go check out anyways [gorgeous hotel but be warned--if you go there on a Friday or Saturday night, you best be in your sexiest clothes or else you'll feel super under dressed.] We went up and down the floors of the Cosmo in search for said "pizzeria." Nieko found out (thanks to Yelp) that it was hidden on the third floor. It really was like a treasure hunt looking for this place and it was SOOO worth it.
We followed the unmarked, long, dark hall only to find a pizzeria that doesn't have a name or menus. We immediately fell in love with it. We dubbed it our Secret Pizzeria. The feel of the place was so great. It was plain, looked like it was ran by the mafia, was super cheap and the pizza was amazzzing. I could go on and on. If you're in Vegas, just go to the Cosmo and give it a try. You won't regret it. We went there twice to be sure we didn't just love it so much because we were SUPER hungry the first night we found it. I loved it just as much the second time :) no joke.
After a long day of walking around so much, a few of us soaked our feet in super hot water and drank lots of ice water. If you haven't done that before, stop what you're doing right now and try it. The combo of the hot and cold is amazing. Throw a sunburn into the mix and you even kind of get the chills. Awesome.
Day 3--Heat and Hooker Cards
This day is pretty much the definition of LV. Carli and I got up early to lay out by the pool and everyone else came up soon after. The sun was super hot but we enjoyed it. Like I said, our goal was to get some color. Almost all of us burnt on this day, especially the boys. Luckily I had a pretty good base so I barely burned. I'd have liked to get more, but what can you do.... I can't be a walking lobster. That's just embarrassing.
You've heard the saying: "Don't look down in Vegas," right? Well, good luck with that. The crap is everywhere. And those people flicking the cards are pretty good at what they do. It almost natural just to put out your hand and take what they are trying to give you. But it's like they say on all of those meth commercials--"not even once" because really, if you take it once, even on accident, the rest of them on that same corner will attack you and you'll feel like a perv. Even if you don't look at the cards. Or you won't feel like a perv. Whatever. "Thank You!...Thank You!.....Thank You!" bahahahaha.
That night a few of us decided to go eat at the Buffet at the Bellagio. For those who really know me they know that there are multiple things that make me nervous. One being Buffets and another being surrounded by lots of Asians [no offense.. I think it's just all of the scary movies I watch.] Well, that night the Bellagio had some kind of Asian tour going on at that exact time we decided to go eat and there were HUNDREDS of them. no joke. C-c-C-crazy. The buffet was expensive but had some awesome food. But pretty sure a couple of us were high off food when we were done because we couldn't stop laughing and we were miserable because our tummies were so full. Worth it? idk. But it was tasty :)
The buffet is probably what kept me so awake talking with Liz until 4 am. Love her!
Day 4--Uhhh Repeat?
We had to check out pretty early on Monday morning so we got our little drained/sunburned bodies out of bed and pretty much did a repeat of everything from the first three days. We got a little sun, walked around like crazy, shopped some more...H-H-H and M-M-M [sang like Rhianna's S&M song] and some even ate at the Secret Pizzeria again. It was 103 degrees outside and we were ready to head home.
The car ride home was just me and the boys and well, we always seem to have interesting conversations. I'll leave it at that.
All in all it was an awesome trip. I seriously hadn't laughed that much in a while. I love that everyone seemed to get along great and we just had so much fun together. It didn't matter what we were doing. I learned a lot about all of the people we were with, gained a better appreciation for hand sanitizer as well as BMW's and other fancy cars and decided that you really can't beat getting away with friends :) Even though I was the oldest of the bunch, I really took away some good lessons from each of them that I want to work towards in myself.
I know I left some stuff out but this gives you a little taste of it.
Pictures to come. Happy Hump Day :)
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Roadtrips, Babies, Weddings, Plays.... ahhh Summer!
I just want to take a quick moment to talk about all of the exciting things that will be happening over the next month. Most of which, I've already blogged about before but I think they deserve to be put into one post together because this morning I woke up and was overwhelmed with excitement! :)
1.) The brother and I leave for Vegas with 8 of our Utah friends tomorrow :) hello sun, swimming, shopping, people watching, gambling, craziness and fun!
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2.) Can you believe that the nephew is coming so soon?! He's due is less than two weeks and I'm starting to freak out. I can't wait to see what he looks like and to hold him and spoil him. Heaven knows I'll be the favorite aunt. Alright, so what if I'm the only aunt. How cool is that ?:)
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I've already told Jamie that I'm going to call him "boy." I think it's fun.
3.) Did I mention that Hyrum is getting married in same week that the nephew is coming!? Perfect! It's going to be a great week. AHHH...hopefully I won't get bags in my eyes from being all hopped up on joy. Just sayin'.. it might happen.
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4.) Then two weeks later it's off to home again to see Megan get married. really? Two hometown bff's married off in a matter of weeks?! (Oh and my work Bestie is getting married on the same day...Amy this is me publicly saying I'm sorry that I won't be able to go...:( I will make up for it in gifts! ) This is all crazy. I'm so happy for them and can't wait to help them make their day special. Party! I mean, we've been talking about this day since I can remember.
5.) I just purchased tickets to see my friend Alex star in High School Musical at the Playmill in Yellowstone on July 16th!! The niece, Regan, is even going to come with me! I love HSM, I love plays, I love yellow stone and I love A. Trost. I couldn't be more excited [except if Zac Efron made a surprise appearance of course]. But as Alex said in reference to the excitement, "Soarin', Flyin..." That's pretty much how it is because we are THAT excited to go.
Like I said, this next month or so is jammed packed. Don't worry, pictures to come :)
I won't be posting in Vegas so just stay tuned.
Have a safe weekend everyone! Wish me luck at the slots :) haha.
1.) The brother and I leave for Vegas with 8 of our Utah friends tomorrow :) hello sun, swimming, shopping, people watching, gambling, craziness and fun!
Source: google.com via Lauren on Pinterest
2.) Can you believe that the nephew is coming so soon?! He's due is less than two weeks and I'm starting to freak out. I can't wait to see what he looks like and to hold him and spoil him. Heaven knows I'll be the favorite aunt. Alright, so what if I'm the only aunt. How cool is that ?:)
Source: ediblecrafts.craftgossip.com via Erin on Pinterest
I've already told Jamie that I'm going to call him "boy." I think it's fun.
3.) Did I mention that Hyrum is getting married in same week that the nephew is coming!? Perfect! It's going to be a great week. AHHH...hopefully I won't get bags in my eyes from being all hopped up on joy. Just sayin'.. it might happen.
Source: graphicdesignblog.org via Yehudit on Pinterest
4.) Then two weeks later it's off to home again to see Megan get married. really? Two hometown bff's married off in a matter of weeks?! (Oh and my work Bestie is getting married on the same day...Amy this is me publicly saying I'm sorry that I won't be able to go...:( I will make up for it in gifts! ) This is all crazy. I'm so happy for them and can't wait to help them make their day special. Party! I mean, we've been talking about this day since I can remember.
5.) I just purchased tickets to see my friend Alex star in High School Musical at the Playmill in Yellowstone on July 16th!! The niece, Regan, is even going to come with me! I love HSM, I love plays, I love yellow stone and I love A. Trost. I couldn't be more excited [except if Zac Efron made a surprise appearance of course]. But as Alex said in reference to the excitement, "Soarin', Flyin..." That's pretty much how it is because we are THAT excited to go.
Like I said, this next month or so is jammed packed. Don't worry, pictures to come :)
I won't be posting in Vegas so just stay tuned.
Have a safe weekend everyone! Wish me luck at the slots :) haha.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
OMB...I'm a Belieber!
I can't stand when my nails aren't painted. But do you ever start picking at your nail polish because it's already started to chip away and then you can't seem to stop yourself until it's ALL off?
I know, horrid habit. I only do this sometimes, but once I start, I can't stop! My coworker, Amy thinks I need to be on the TV show "Strange Addictions." We agree to disagree. It's not like I'm eating the nail polish chips or anything. If that ever starts happening then you have my permission to submit my name to the show. But that's beside the point. Like I said, it doesn't happen often. But it bugs when I can't get it all off. Like right now. Buggggggs.
Then she brought up something that I, as a Justin Bieber Fan, am ashamed to say that I didn't know about.
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JB Nail polish collection? Shut right up. This kid's people are GOOD. I must not have known about it because I usually only stick to my OPI "Linkin Park at Dark." But now I want to go and buy some of his collection just because it's JB and I love the names of polishes.
Seriously, check out the names. My faves? I'm a Belieber and Step to the Beat of my Heart (although I would never wear that one..I would still buy it because it screams 'Tween JB Fanatic').
The one I would wear for realsies because I love the color? The I've got Bieber Fever. Fab.
To quote one of the girls on the website... "OMB!"
Are you a Belieber too?! haha
I know, horrid habit. I only do this sometimes, but once I start, I can't stop! My coworker, Amy thinks I need to be on the TV show "Strange Addictions." We agree to disagree. It's not like I'm eating the nail polish chips or anything. If that ever starts happening then you have my permission to submit my name to the show. But that's beside the point. Like I said, it doesn't happen often. But it bugs when I can't get it all off. Like right now. Buggggggs.
Then she brought up something that I, as a Justin Bieber Fan, am ashamed to say that I didn't know about.
JB Nail polish collection? Shut right up. This kid's people are GOOD. I must not have known about it because I usually only stick to my OPI "Linkin Park at Dark." But now I want to go and buy some of his collection just because it's JB and I love the names of polishes.
Seriously, check out the names. My faves? I'm a Belieber and Step to the Beat of my Heart (although I would never wear that one..I would still buy it because it screams 'Tween JB Fanatic').
The one I would wear for realsies because I love the color? The I've got Bieber Fever. Fab.
To quote one of the girls on the website... "OMB!"
Are you a Belieber too?! haha
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