Saturday, June 26, 2010

A Little Jaunt to the River








Yesterday me and Braydon took Ares to the river. We loaded Ares up in the back of the Subaru and, with a backpack full of twine (in case we needed a longer leash), dog treats, camera, water bottle, and two hand towels, we were off. As we hiked down the path to the river, Braydon was full of praises for his new pup. He kept saying things like, "I need to take him more places!" and "He is going to be so much fun!" Little did he know he would be eating his words later on.
All was fine as we finally got to the bank of the river and splashed in, water up to our ankles. Ares stood in the water and lapped it up (yuck!). Then we had to cross in water that was about up to our knees and rising. This was a little too much for Ares and he went down under the water for a second. Thankfully Braydon had him on a leash and pulled him back onto his feet. After the initial plunge into the water, Ares decided he was not having any more of it! We had to travel down the river a bit to get to the spot where we could swim without touching and Ares did all he could to stay on land. When we finally got to our spot, we let Ares go and jumped in. Braydon's poor puppy tried to be brave and get in the water, but as it got up to his ankles, he would run back onto land, barking at us to make sure we did not leave him.
This was the point where Braydon grabbed a handful of mud and put it in my very thick hair. It was totally unwarranted... hehe. Try as I might, I could not get the sandy mud out of my hair! Anyways, as we were heading back, Braydon got tired of dragging Ares through the water and we decided to scale the side of the canyon and cut out some of our time. It was a lot higher than we had expected and I was half dead by the time we reached the top. Braydon, who is like one solid muscle, had Ares on his leash and kept calling him his "little motor" as Ares would help pull Braydon up the side of the hill.
When we finally got home I took my shower. Shampoo, shampoo, condition, condition, shampoo, condition to get the sand pebbles out of my hair! Oy! Even later that night I would scratch my scalp and get little grains of sand in my fingernails.
But, even after being eaten alive by the deer flies (which, thankfully, seemed to like Braydon's legs and neck more than mine), the harrowing climb up the canyon, and the stubborn dog, we will probably take Ares out again and teach him how to swim.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Oh....Pain!!

So, Blake informed me that it has not been six months yet, but almost five. Still, a long time!
Anyways, Braydon just worked me out! My arms are shaking just holding them up to type on the keyboard! I ran around LaVerkin and came back and Braydon enjoyed causing me pain and suffering in the name of a workout. His favorite were the exercises where I was laying on my back and I would lift my legs into the air and he would push them back down. The key to this exercise is not to let my legs touch the floor when he pushed them back down. I was gurgling with the effort while he laughed mercilessly. We will see how I feel tomorrow!
I have a new goal: to wake up earlier! I keep setting my alarm clock to wake me up around 9:00 and every time I just roll over and go back to sleep. I can't get around this! Blake has threatened me with early morning PT when we are living together again so I gotta start waking up before 11! >.<
I have several get-healthy goals that I need to achieve besides a decent sleep schedule. I need to start eating a lot more veggies, taking my multivitamin, stretch out my muscles every morning, and exercise at least four times a week. Can I do it?? YES!! Will I? Now that's a whole 'nother ball game!

The picture is of me when I first woke up one morning. I need to get past that!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

I love my man


Blake and I have been married for almost SIX months now! Wow, I did not realize it had been that long until I counted it out on my fingers. The two months we had together before he left for basic training were some of the best months of my life. Blake is such a sweet guy. He is generous beyond belief, a great listener (if you can get him away from W.O.W.), incredibly smart, talented, and not to mention verrrry handsome! =D He makes me so happy and just hearing his voice can brighten my whole day.
I remember when were were just dating we were sitting in his computer room talking and being silly. Somehow my elbow got conked against the chair. Not hard, just hard enough to make it an "Ouch" moment. I looked at Blake and burst into tears. There was absolutely no reason for the tears, but for some reason they burst from me. Blake sweetly put his arms around me and let me sob into his shoulder for several minutes until I hiccuped myself into semi-calm. I know he felt quite awkward, but comforted me anyways. His dad in the other room must have thought I was psychotic. But Blake made me feel better, and now only mentions the "episode" when he knows it won't be repeated. =]
I still marvel at how easily it would have been NOT to have met Blake. It was two days before the Sadie Hawkin's dance and me and my friend were trolling the school, searching for someone to tag for our date. We stayed behind in our seminary class and asked for names from our teacher, and Blake's name came up in the list of dateless males. I had never met him, and had not ever really even SEEN him, so I dismissed this idea. It wasn't until, after a day of searching for some un-caveman-like guy to take to the dance that, in desperation, I asked my friend Jeff Peterson to give me some ideas. At first he looked pensive, and then said "Nope!" But then his face lit up evily as he said, "Blake!" Even though all I knew about him was I liked his name and that he was Jeff's friend (that was TERRIFYING), me and Jeff cooked up a scheme to get Blake tagged.
So the next day after school, me, Jeff, Haden Wright, and Melissa Jones climbed up the tech stage stairs and when Blake came to the door, I whipped out the tag and put it around his neck. Blake didn't say anything. Oy. My friends left and I stood there with him as he looked everywhere but at me! I was desperately hoping that HE was not regretting my decision to blind-date him to me. After a pretty much, "Heh, ok" conversation, I left (cussing out my friends for leaving me alone in the stairway) and me and Melissa went to find matching shirts for ourselves and our dates.
Our date the next night was dinner and games at Melissa's house. Blake and I didn't talk much as his shyness was rubbing off on me. But I would look up across the table and we would meet eyes and smile- then look away quickly. We got squashed playing Disney Scene It, but managed to laugh with each other. Then we went to the casual dance and I had more fun than I had ever had at a school dance! First we went and got married (so that would make us married for... almost four years now) by Bro. Wilson. We exchanged tin rings and Hershey's kisses. =D Then we danced crazily and talked about music and had a blast! At the end of the date I grabbed Blake and pulled him into a sweaty hug. =D


After that night we became friends on Myspace. Yes, Myspace. And we emailed back and forth until I asked him on a second date to the Winter Ball (ANOTHER girl's choice :\) and shortly after that he emailed me this poem:
"I feel this overwhelming feeling that is just.....beyond words. all i want to do is walk the streets and talk with you. get to know more about you. i just want to hold you in my arms and keep you warm when it is cold. everything i write about you is the truth. but the words i write can't express all the feelings i have for you. all i can do is hope that you feel the same. in the spring we can go dancing in the rain. i lay there thinking of you, the memories we have made, the emails we write. this is to the beautiful girl who swept me off my feet, taking me by surprise. I see your eyes when i close mine. this comes from me, not a music record or the tv. who would have guessed that i would be turned head over heels for you. keep being your cute self." And in the next email he sent me he asked me to be his girlfriend. =D Of course I said yes, how could I not?
The years that have followed have been fantastic! Blake is truly my best friend and marrying him, even though we are far away for now, was the best decision of my life.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Today was a day...

I just got back from a lovely jog. It was hardcore. Like two whole miles hardcore. While I was running past a ditch I saw this magical light! It was an orb that was slowly turning from red to blue to green. It being 10 at night made the orb shine pretty bright. I went to inspect it and found a magic-wand looking thing. That was pretty random/groovy. I left it in the ditch for some other runner to come upon. However, the magic orb seemed to have zapped my energy. Yes. Totally the orb's fault. =}
Today is Father's Day so I made my dad a chocolate cake and attempted my first time icing it all fancily. Did not work out as well as my visions of grandeur showed them to me. Blake said I did wonderful mimicking a child's drawing. Oh snap! And not only that, but after I had iced the top all fancy, I went to color the side icing red, but ran out of red food coloring just in time to get a hot-pink color. Boldly I iced on, thinking that my dad would be comfortable enough with his manliness that a hot pink cake shouldn't frighten him away. Plus it was chocolate, and really, who can resist?

Yesterday night I got a hankering for some fast-food. I bribed Braydon into coming along for the ride as I went to DQ to get a brownie earthquake and fries. He got an earthquake too as the siren-song of the brownie and soft ice cream is too much for anyone to resist. By the time we got home and he had finished his I was done with the sweet. I tried to give my ice cream/brownie/oreo goodness away, but NO ONE wanted it! So I went outside with Braydon to keep him and his pup, Ares, company. Ares about went crazy trying to bite through the fence to get him some of that. I guess the siren-song works on multiple species. So I dripped some ice cream on the ground for him to lick up. Unfortunately some ice cream got on his head (tee hee) and it got all over unsuspecting Braydon's hands as he went to pet his dog. It is so much fun to torment the kid! He got hit twice yesterday as we were cleaning off Dad's grill with hot soapy water. Brayd was crouched down cleaning the bottom and I opened the lid and squeezed the dirty water out of the rag onto the lid, which ran down to the crack and onto Braydon's head. =D Totally an accident. *Sigh* He is getting his just rewards for having a biting habit when we were younger. This habit will be immortalized in Damon and Sabra's wedding pictures forever, right under my right eye.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

A blog by any other name would smell as sweet

So I have been busy this week. I preordered the cutest bag of my life- this Hello Kitty purse. =D I have to check the link every day to look at the purse and to see if they were in stock yet. *Sigh* I have never had this deep of a love for a handbag in my life! I believe we will be together forever.And today I felt crafty and decided to make my preggo sister a receiving blanket for her seventh child. I just sewed the flannel together, turned it inside out and finished the edge, then freehanded the cute little bird with a fabric pencil. I then reloaded the sewing machine with red thread and shakily began sewing what I had drawn. Making the start and the finish line up felt like I was landing a plane. I had to stop several times and shimmy and shake to relax. But, as I connected the bottom of the heart- one inch to go- I ran out of thread. Agh! I, however, stayed calm in the face of the crisis and found some pinkish red thread that almost matched and finished the heart. I am pretty pleased with the result and hope that my sister, or rather, her baby, is pleased.
I also just completed this king-sized quilt for our bed. Blake and I had bought this fabric a couple years ago and I dug it out of my fabric box a couple weeks ago. It has gotten way too hot for my white overstuffed comforter so I gathered together supplies and made this quilt. I moved my furniture into the kitchen so that I could lay the fabric on the carpet. This was more difficult than I initially imagined because our tiny living room isn't big enough for a king-sized quilt to lay flat on the floor. So, after some stewing and shifting of fabric I finally had everything stretched and pinned to the carpet. It took days to tie my quilt. I went through season 1-3 of the Tudors in this time and finally finished. Braydon was there for my final knot and I stood up, stretched and went for my water bottle for a victory swig of water. Instead of the refreshing taste of water, my vegetarian mouth was violated with an earwig! Yuck! I froze and then spit the water onto my poor quilt. Braydon was shocked, but saw the wiggling creature and me running to the sink and about peed his pants with laughter. After that day I have been utterly paranoid about what I drink from. >.<
But, I dried off the quilt and finished the edge and now it is on our bed. =D I totally love it and it makes these hot summer nights so much better.

I am currently working on a queen-sized patchwork quilt for my mummy. Thankfully that size fits my living room perfectly. =D I cut up hundreds of 4*4 inch pieces of fabric. IF I ever make another patchwork quilt, the squares will probably be 12*12!! I finally got sick of this incredibly slow process and put the quilt away. Out of sight, but not out of mind. It is currently calling me from inside the cedar chest 10 feet away. When I start a project, it becomes an obsession. I will work on it right before bed at night and immediately as I wake up in the morning. It has been put away for two days, but I think it is coming out tomorrow.

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