I wasn't going to write a Valentine's Day post. Mainly because I feel I have been a little over zealous on this blog as of late and I didn't want people to think I was too eager. And also because I haven't been feeling super Valentine'sy (we'll pretend that's a word) this season of love. Not that I have been anti at all, just not super hyped about it like I usually would be. (I'm kind of in love with love) Plus, after watching gushy romantic movies and seeing everyone else with their being in love it made sad for my lack of Valentine this year.
But then, I read this when I got home from a "Nightmare Before Valentine's Day" party (I'll explain later ... actually that's probably a lie), and felt inspired to listen to Frank Sinatra and think about how I too am super blessed to have such wonderful people in my life who love me, and who I love in return. My dear sister can be oh so wise at unpredictable points in my life (Not that she's not always wise, but sometimes it is especially pertinent to my life).
Man, can Franky sure croon.
Basically, Tracy said all I want to say, so this is pretty much just a love note I'm sending to her via the public eye. So through all our troubles, Love and I are back in good graces. And I love all of you.
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Saturday, February 13, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Hey!
I got a haircut. This is my serious face. Why do my lips look so huge? It's almost Valentine's Day, and I love you.
Well that's everything I was thinking, you can go back to life now.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Denny's
As a college student, I feel it is important to find the time to make some really stupid decisions that often lead to adventure and hilarity. The truly impressive aspect of this is that - unlike college students at any university other than BYU - these decisions are made without an ounce of alcohol in my system. Go me. Monday night (to Tuesday morning) was one of these fatal errors.
As most people know, this morning was the free Grand Slam promotion thing-a-ma-jig. And with college kids, free food is like a scholarship. I don't really know how I made that comparison, but I'm suffering from a serious lack of sleep. But basically, my friends and I were watching the Super Bowl (Saints? eh) and decided that we really, really needed a free Grand Slam. And considering Jordan needed to be at work by 7, we had to get there early. Like... eight and a half hours early.
That's right. We spent the night. At Denny's.
So Monday night at around 9:30 we arrived to find... absolutely nobody there. Sweet! First in line, suckas. So we set up camp (there was a tent involved, but it was never used because I think it was meant for a small child) and waited. And waited. And waited. And at first we were thinking, "haha, it's kind of cold but this is awesome." But by the end of the night we were screaming, "if I don't get my free food and some warmth real soon, I'm going to resort to cannibalism. Also, I think my foot needs to be amputated." Cause you know what's weird? Utah is cold. Especially in February. At night.
Other highlights of the night:
1. Jordan won Phase 10... lame, I was robbed.
2. Wonderful lady who got us HUGE cups of hot chocolate
3. Drunk guy who tried to steal our stuff because he thought we were moochers
4. Other guys finally coming to camp behind us at one in the morning
5. The several times that I went to the bathroom so I could be warm in Denny's
6. The millions of people that showed up for free grand slams
7. The fact that we were third on the list even though we waited for EIGHT AND A HALF HOURS. I hate people
8. When I finally got my Grand Slam and it took me approximately three minutes to devour and then realize that holy [every word I can think of] I'm tired, and we were the first ones out of the restaurant.
Yeah... a lot of stuff happened.
I will never do this again. But I'm really glad I did. Andrew said he felt like we were hobbits who had just gone through so much together that we were forever linked through this bond. I agree.
As most people know, this morning was the free Grand Slam promotion thing-a-ma-jig. And with college kids, free food is like a scholarship. I don't really know how I made that comparison, but I'm suffering from a serious lack of sleep. But basically, my friends and I were watching the Super Bowl (Saints? eh) and decided that we really, really needed a free Grand Slam. And considering Jordan needed to be at work by 7, we had to get there early. Like... eight and a half hours early.
That's right. We spent the night. At Denny's.
So Monday night at around 9:30 we arrived to find... absolutely nobody there. Sweet! First in line, suckas. So we set up camp (there was a tent involved, but it was never used because I think it was meant for a small child) and waited. And waited. And waited. And at first we were thinking, "haha, it's kind of cold but this is awesome." But by the end of the night we were screaming, "if I don't get my free food and some warmth real soon, I'm going to resort to cannibalism. Also, I think my foot needs to be amputated." Cause you know what's weird? Utah is cold. Especially in February. At night.
Other highlights of the night:
1. Jordan won Phase 10... lame, I was robbed.
2. Wonderful lady who got us HUGE cups of hot chocolate
3. Drunk guy who tried to steal our stuff because he thought we were moochers
4. Other guys finally coming to camp behind us at one in the morning
5. The several times that I went to the bathroom so I could be warm in Denny's
6. The millions of people that showed up for free grand slams
7. The fact that we were third on the list even though we waited for EIGHT AND A HALF HOURS. I hate people
8. When I finally got my Grand Slam and it took me approximately three minutes to devour and then realize that holy [every word I can think of] I'm tired, and we were the first ones out of the restaurant.
Yeah... a lot of stuff happened.
I will never do this again. But I'm really glad I did. Andrew said he felt like we were hobbits who had just gone through so much together that we were forever linked through this bond. I agree.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Oh, baby baby!
Welcome, little baby Joel! Whose real name is Joel David, not JoelMax. But I felt like that's the last time I would be allowed to say that (No, Kimberly, I don't think it's ok anymore). I love love love all 6 lbs 6 oz of this little dude. I can't wait to meet him for real. He's so awesome. And congratulations to the wonderful parents, Brad and Tiffany.
Don't the pictures of Kyle with his new brother just make your face melt by sheer cuteness? He's going to be the best big brother ever.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
What the what?!
So I wrote and rewrote the beginning of this post. Including everything from philosophical pondering to sports metaphors. Yeah, I'm totally diggin sports lately. Did you see that sweet match between Federer and Davydenko? Awesome comeback by Rog. Anyway, all awesome ideas for start of this post came up short, mainly because when I use the word "awesome" I mean lame.
But regardless of my stupid desire to be a fantastic writer, I really just have exciting things to say. Well, they're exciting for me, so pay attention.
First, and most exciting is that I'm getting a new nephew today. So he's not exactly born yet, so I can't go into the height and weight details, but I was too excited to wait. Hurry up, JoelMax, there are people here waiting for you.
Next, my very good friend, Steve Curtis, has offically been on his mission in Porto Alegres, Brazil for one whole year. This totally blows my mind. Really? It was really over a year ago that he was buying me J Dawgs and watching football on my couch? And driving me around belting out Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade at the top of his lungs... in the worst possible singing voice he could muster. Oh Steve. This is also the guy who would out of nowhere, stare you down, flex his muscles and whisper "all day" at me. Which made me laugh and laugh and laugh. Oh Steve, I miss you. Maybe I'll write you for the second time. One letter per year seems decent, right?
And finally, holy last season of LOST, Batman! Approximately 30 seconds after the recap I was like "WA-HUUUUH" and then I did it again a few minutes later. And again... and again... and again. What the heck is going on?? I don't even know, but I'm totally loving it.
I feel like I'm missing something, but I don't really care enough to remember what it was. Be excited about life! Awesome things are happening.
But regardless of my stupid desire to be a fantastic writer, I really just have exciting things to say. Well, they're exciting for me, so pay attention.
First, and most exciting is that I'm getting a new nephew today. So he's not exactly born yet, so I can't go into the height and weight details, but I was too excited to wait. Hurry up, JoelMax, there are people here waiting for you.
Next, my very good friend, Steve Curtis, has offically been on his mission in Porto Alegres, Brazil for one whole year. This totally blows my mind. Really? It was really over a year ago that he was buying me J Dawgs and watching football on my couch? And driving me around belting out Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade at the top of his lungs... in the worst possible singing voice he could muster. Oh Steve. This is also the guy who would out of nowhere, stare you down, flex his muscles and whisper "all day" at me. Which made me laugh and laugh and laugh. Oh Steve, I miss you. Maybe I'll write you for the second time. One letter per year seems decent, right?
And finally, holy last season of LOST, Batman! Approximately 30 seconds after the recap I was like "WA-HUUUUH" and then I did it again a few minutes later. And again... and again... and again. What the heck is going on?? I don't even know, but I'm totally loving it.
I feel like I'm missing something, but I don't really care enough to remember what it was. Be excited about life! Awesome things are happening.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Two Things... or maybe three
1. My bathroom is fixed! Yay! And I sincerely apologize to cute maintenance man for saying those awful things about him. Our brand new PURPLE curtain rod totally makes up for it, and even inspired us to buy a delightful new shower curtain. I will gladly flirt with him again... and I did on Sunday at church.
(maybe I will put a picture of it here when I have one)
(Edit: I meant of the new bathroom, not of me flirting with said maintenance man...)
2. Congratulations to my millions (3) of friends that got engaged over the weekend.
Happy couples are:
Jordan Robbins and Meagan Packer
Kylea McMurray and Casey Knecht
Julie Hoffman and Robert Lee
(Bold means they're the ones I know, although I've met both Meagan and Casey, and they're wonderful)
I wish all of them a happy life.
Three engagements in one weekend! I didn't realize I was old enough to have my friends getting married. Weird.
3. Nope I only had two things to say after all
Happy February!
(maybe I will put a picture of it here when I have one)
(Edit: I meant of the new bathroom, not of me flirting with said maintenance man...)
2. Congratulations to my millions (3) of friends that got engaged over the weekend.
Happy couples are:
Jordan Robbins and Meagan Packer
Kylea McMurray and Casey Knecht
Julie Hoffman and Robert Lee
(Bold means they're the ones I know, although I've met both Meagan and Casey, and they're wonderful)
I wish all of them a happy life.
Three engagements in one weekend! I didn't realize I was old enough to have my friends getting married. Weird.
3. Nope I only had two things to say after all
Happy February!
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