10.31.2011
10.26.2011
Pit and the Peak.
{the pit} I found out today that when I've been pushing the lock button on the remote for my car it only locks the driver's side.
Which means three other doors are being left unlocked.
Which means that one time when my car alarm randomly went off in my driveway was because someone was trying to get in.
Oh and then there's that one time my car alarm randomly went off at work. Again, someone was trying to get in.
Super.
Close calls? YES!
Just glad nothing ever got stolen.
Promise I'm grumpy cause I have to manually do it now.
Who does stuff manually nowadays anyway?
{the peak}
Yup.
Chopped it.
Well as far as chopping goes for me.
It's actually not as short as it looks in the picture.
Changing my hair brings me so much happiness. It's like a whole new look.
Gotta switch it up every once and awhile right?
10.25.2011
10.23.2011
Hands down Gardener Village is one of my favorite fall activities.
I love the fall vibe it gives off.
A night full of witches, shopping, eating at Archibald's, changing leaves, perfect weather. Yes puhlease!
Course we had to polish off the night with a Target run.
We may or may not have gone balls out and purchased a few too many things.
And Jax may or not have made a mess in the shoe isle.
Clean up on isle 10 please.
10.19.2011
She Love Me, She Loves Me Not.
Ahhhh Target. Nothing puts a bigger smile on my face. Is it bad that if I don't make at least one Target trip a week I go through withdrawals? I wish I was kidding too. And I'm not even mad about it. Who has the phone number for the Target addicts hot line? Anyone?
I am currently obsessed with all things Chevron. Chevron artwork, chevron rugs, chevron walls, chevron painted nails, chevron patterned clothes. Love it! Mark my words there will by at least one chevron print in my future home.
10.18.2011
10.16.2011
His face when he first walked in and saw everyone was priceless.
If I could relive this moment over and over again I would.
Mariachi band.
Grampas favorite.
I honestly don't think he stopped smiling once.
It was so cute.
Grampa.
Thank you for raising such a great son.
Thank you for being such a kind and loving person.
Thank you for being an incredibly hard worker.
Thank you for being a strong man of faith.
Everyone looks up to you and cares for you tremendously.
I didn't get to meet you till I was nine years old and I hardly get to see you, but yet you show me just as much love as anyone else.
Love ya Gramps.
10.14.2011
Hollywood.
California for the third time this year.
And I'm not even mad about it.
Course who would be mad about that.
First day was Hollywood walk of fame.
It reminds me a lot of Vegas.
Only people are actually wearing clothes and aren't wasted.
A million times cleaner too.
And herpes isn't tapping you on the shoulder.
We stumbled upon this beauty amiss all the chaos of LA.
Isn't it amazing?
I thought the Salt Lake Temple was huge, but man this temple is massive.
10.13.2011
The Pit and the Peak.
{the pit} Kids can ruin your self esteem almost as fast they can build it up. They definitely are not shy about telling you what's on their minds.
Jackson: Teacher, are you a boy?
Me: Um no... I'm definitely a girl.
Why? Do I look like a boy?
Jackson: .....
No response. All he did was laugh and smile.
Jackson- 10
Self esteem- a big fat zero.
I then proceeded to ask all my other kids if I looked like a boy.
Good news.
They all responded and said no.
I guess the lashes, long hair and boobies didn't give it away?
{the peak} I'm obsessed with this weather lately. It's perfect. Please bless we actually have a long fall this year. Dear Winter... If you're listening please PLEASE be nice and stay away for awhile. Actually. Scratch that. Don't come at all. You won't be missed. Love, me.
10.11.2011
She Loves Me She Loves Me Not.
She loves Me:
Only two more days till I head off to sunny California to spend some time with the fam dam. Can't hardly wait. And also I've been thinking that I really would not be mad at all if I moved to California. Hmm...
The fall! My absolute favorite time of the year. I need to take a little trip up to the mountains soon to see all the gorgeous colors. Please bless winter will be nice and stay away for a while longer.
The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. My guilty pleasure. I can't get enough of these ladies. The massive houses, the jewels, the clothes, the cars. Oh man. I hate that I love to live my life vicariously through them each Monday night.
She loves me not:
It's that time of year. Scary movies galore. And I hate hate hate it. I don't do murders, I don't to people with chain saws, I don't do creepy kids, I don't do ghosts, I don't do blood, I don't do Satan, I just don't do any of it. I'd much rather be watching Hercules or The Little Mermaid. Promise I'm 21 years old.
Glee has been absolutely horrible this season. And I've been so bummed about it! Not even the songs are worth downloading on iTunes. Let's step it up here Fox.
One of my biggest pet peeves. Maybe it's the teacher in me, that's why it bugs me so much. Your, you're. Their, there. Then, than. Its, it's. This is general English here folks. Let's get it right. Did we forget what we learned in elementary school??
10.10.2011
"Hey!!! Don't touch my freakin blankets!"
Yup. She's only two.
And already using the word freakin.
Break dancing 101.
Do as many flips and turns on the floor as possible looking like an almost dead fish out of water gasping for air and it counts as break dancing.
"When I grow up and have a daughter I want to name her Miss.McCall."
Aww. I'm crying.
Now that just touches my little heart.
10.05.2011
The Pit and the Peak.
{the peak} A week from tomorrow I will be in California. Family. Knotts Berry Farm. Fiesta for the Gramps. No work. Hollywood walk of fame. Warm weather. I'll take it.