Thursday, July 31, 2008

Upcoming Tennis Match!

Tonight is the night. Time for me to practice for my big tournament coming up. For those of you who dont know, which would be everyone because no one knows, I am playing in a tournament starting Aug 4th at Ivory Ridge Tennis Club in Highland/Lehi area. I'm not sure how this whole idea is going to pan out, being that i havent practiced nearly as much as i should have, but hey it will be fun nonetheless.
I was reflecting the other day on my previous tennis career, which started in 7th grade. I remember hearing over the intercom "All you brats who want to play tennis, come down to the commons area." Well that would be me. I slowly rolled out of my desk, and proceeded to roll my large self down the hall. There sat 15-20 determined kids, who would become my best friends over the next 5 years. Actually no, they would not. Half of them didnt know what tennis was, but wanted an excuse to skip class. Nonetheless i grabbed a flyer, took it home, and came back the next day with a signature from old daddy-o. Before i knew it, I was in my Warner Bros Tazmanian Devil Shorts, Knee high tommy Hilfiger socks, and a shirt that said "I am a walking fashion nightmare." Because i was. Little did i know how literally retarded i looked,until now, when i look back at the pictures and think "who in their right minds would let me go out in public like that."
Thanks Mom.
So that's where it all began, and look at where i am now. Fascinating. Why it's fascinating i'm not sure. This blog actually serves no purpose, I just really liked the picture above. And wish it were of me. Even though i am told daily that i look like Maria Sharapova.
Hope all of you are having a fabulous thursday. Orayvwah

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Our New Adventure...


Well Blake and I have just made a wonderful new purchase, this lovely diamondback response shown above! (not actual size). We have decided amidst the mess of these gas prices that a bike is the way to go for the daily commute. He has 10 miles to work, I have 16. I will be a hot mess once i get there, but hopefully it all works out and helps us save a lot on gas. We couldn't afford a scooter. Don't bring it up.

Actually we have recently decided to take up the sport of neighborhood bike riding. Blake seems to think we are going to climb various mountains, I am more realistic and know just how lovely that experience would end up. I get to take over his sweet bike from his mission, which is in superior shape thanks to the many blessings it received daily. (Minus the time it assisted Blake in kicking his British, American-hating companion, off of his bike and into a heap on the ground.)

Since Blake used to work at Sports Authority, we ended up getting a sweet deal on this lovely number, color is called Panic Red. Just a little FYI.

So keep your eyes open when you are out and about. Ya never know when you might spot a couple of Wildes. Doing the Wilde thing. On Bikes.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

It's true, he is out there.


Yesterday was not a good day.

After my gut wrenching bowel issues for 24 hours straight, I finally got off work, made it to the grocery store, and was on my way home... Only to pull into my subdivision and see flashing lights behind me. Up walked the biggest idiot cop I have ever laid my eyes upon.

"Do you have ANY idea why i pulled you over?" he says, as he slowly swallows the last of his chocolate sprinkled donut.

"No sir" I say.

He pulls up both sides of his pants like Chris Farley in an SNL skit. "You just blew through that stop sign back there. I have seen alot of people blow through stop signs in my life and let me tell you, that's the worst one I have EVER seen. You mean to tell me you don't remember doing that?"

I stare at him for a good 45 seconds, trying to figure out how the heck he got his shorts on. "Honestly no, I dont remember if I came to a complete stop or not." I cheerily reply.

He smirks and gives me his best "I'm smart, youre dumb" kind of laugh.

I smile and wink. Then start singing to the song on the radio as he stares at his moose knuckle in my side mirror. He slowly walks backward towards his car, "safety first," he thinks in his head, "This could be an aggressive one."

He gets in his truck and sits for a good 20 minutes while my Peanut Butter Explosion Ice Cream melts in the back seat. He then proceeds to strut back towards my car window, he bends over, and says "Well, I have written you up for a traffic violation." I say "Sure, thanks."

He advises me to drive safer, and reiterates that he can't BELIEVE how I blew through that stop sign, then adds "Did you not notice that there was a truck and trailer on the right that was obstructing your view." I reply "Yep i saw it." He walks away, in his glory.

I proceed to drive home and then eat every ounce of my peanut butter explosion ice cream and vow to blow through that stop sign a little faster next time. Just to prove that I can.

County Mounty moves on to his next victim, one step closer to saving the world. Maybe the next stop sign blower will tell him his balls are showing. Because they were.

Monday, July 28, 2008

So for the last week my stomach pains have been MIA. But as luck would have it, they returned this morning at 4:30am.

What the H.

I knew I should have taken this gentleman's advice before I went in to see my doctor. Then maybe my stomach-on-fire-ulcer issues would have been solved rather than me getting the "Lets try to switch your birth control" response. AKA Lets get this girl out of here so i can go play another round of golf. Says my doctor.

I'm buying balloons after work. Dr W. is going to be the first to get a balloon bouquet and a card.



Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Mmmm California.

Blake & Em. Two Peas in a Pod.

I can't tell you how excited I am that today is Friday for me. No work tomorrow for the holiday, and no work Friday because my boss loves me! Amen to that! Although Blake is stuck working both days, tear.... he is only going to work 8 hour shifts, instead of his normal 12, and will be off both days by 2pm. Which means Wilde Party starts at 2:30!!!

We decided that on Friday we are going to take a little trip to San Jorge to visit my ever-so-dear cousins, the Rawlin's clan. I'm super excited to get out of here for a weekend and play with them! Just not so excited for the gas.... but hey we haven't been out of town since our honeymoon so we can splurge a little =) We don't know what we are going to do down there yet, but relaxing, laying out, relaxing, maybe a little bowl-o-rama, sounds goooood to me!

If only we had a trusty scootah.
This is me telling Blake a secret.. "I dont work with the males, cuz I used to be one." He peed a little.


Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Found It.

Ok so I'm sure we all know people who have their lovely little families posted in the back of their suv/minivan/excursion window. For any of you who have those, stop reading this now or you may find yourself offended. =) I dont need people to know how many kids are in my family. Or what hobby they enjoy. It's about as useful as the "my kid made the local jr high honor roll." I dont think anyone is going to go about their day differently now that you have made that clear.
However... this one may serve a purpose. And i think it's very applicable to my particular Pugh family. Except the last one of course, I am in no ways dumb.
I take after my mother.


Vacation!!!!!


So it is finally the week of the 24th... hallelujah! I have been wondering if we would be required to work on Friday, since we get Thursday off, and we just found out that NOOOOO we don't! Amen! Although Blake has to work both days, he will only be working until 2, so we will be able to play for 4 days in a row! That's a miracle =) I think we are headed to visit our friendly southern folk down in St. George. Can't wait to see all of the Rawlings clan! And I'm super excited to visit the St. George Temple. Hope the Rawlings are ready for a Wilde party to arrive! =) And hope all of you have a super 24th of July!

Monday, July 21, 2008

Just when I thought you couldnt get any dumber... you go and do this.


ALEXANDRIA, Virginia - Ready for the latest in spa pampering? Prepare to dunk your feet in a tank of water and let tiny carp nibble away.

Fish pedicures are creating something of a splash in the Washington D.C. area, where a northern Virginia spa has been offering them for the past four months. John Ho, who runs the Yvonne Hair and Nails salon with his wife, Yvonne Le, said 5,000 people have taken the plunge so far.
"This is a good treatment for everyone who likes to have nice feet," Ho said.


Ho was skeptical at first about the fish, which are called garra rufa but typically known as doctor fish. Ho said the hot water in which the fish thrive doesn't support much plant or aquatic life, so they learned to feed on whatever food sources were available — including dead, flaking skin. They leave live skin alone because, without teeth, they can't bite it off.

Ho believes his is the only salon in the country to offer the treatment, which costs $35 for 15 minutes and $50 for 30 minutes. The spa has more than 1,000 fish, with about 100 in each individual pedicure tank at any given time.
I knew my Dad used to drag us through carp on Utah lake for a reason. They truly will suck your toes off, or atleast the dead skin.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Getting My Nails Diddd... or at least that was the plan.

So, shortly after my wedding I RiPpEd off my lovely fingernails and decided to be an upstanding wife who is helping to save money. The first month, not so bad. But oh how I am missing them now. I forgot how much dirt, and other lovely items, get so easily lodged under your real nails. I feel disgusting. And people ask to see my ring and I slowly hand them my hand in a fist and they look at me weird. Because that IS weird.
So midweek I decided, forget this.. im getting a nail appointment. I deserve it! And Blake's response was "Well if you get them you know what that means...." I was waiting for a response like "you're not helping our projector/home/lovesac/future life savings fund." Instead he said "You have to scratch my back." Easy enough I thought! But that my friends, was before the guilt set in.
Today I called and cancelled my appointment for tomorrow morning at 9:15. The appointment that I simply could not wait to go to. I just cant do it, I feel too guilty! Blake doesn't even cut his hair anymore in attempt to save money... or at least thats what i keep telling myself.
Back to the subject... the nails will have to wait. I had a great idea in mind, see below, but maybe this is a sign that there is more to my idea. More items to be added. Until then, don't be weirded out if I run into you, and when you attempt to shake my hand, I stretch forth my arthritic looking fist of fury.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Our first Baby

Hello friends, it's been a few days since I've posted. I apologize. Guess I better get with the program.
With that said...while sitting waist deep in boredom at work today... I decided to try out a "What your baby will look like" program that claims to be very accurate. With a slogan like "60% of the time, it works every time" I knew I couldnt go wrong.
All I had to do was submit pictures of Blake and I from the ages of 1-21 years old, and this little humdinger whipped out an image of our first offspring. While initially I was excited to see such an amazing program, I now am quite distraught. Blake and I sincerely believed we would have intelligent, charming, beautiful baby pro athletes.
Instead we got one with a mustache. Maybe he can be a hand model.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Happy Trails To Youuuuuuuuuu....

I finally have pictures of our 4th of July Festivities in Price!
It's a miracle.

Many exciting things happened while we were in Price, but at the top of my list, is my first fish catch. The first one ever folks, let me remind you.. I'm 24 and have the biggest red neck of a brother West of the Mississippi. How it could have taken me so long to achieve such a thing, I have no idea.

But I casted, I waited, and I fished-ed.
And I got 3 in one day.


First off, I would like to thank my country-lovin' husband Buck, for catching the ever-so-juicy and delightful fireflies and grasshoppers that aided me in this endeavor. Without his running around, hat-smacking, crocodile-hunter-fire-fly-catching ways this would not have been possible.

He just bit the head off that one.


I would also like to thank Mr. Bradey Wilde, for casting his bait right next to mine, in an effort to destroy MY fishing efforts. All the while helping every fish in the lake come near MY hook and take MY bait. I believe Bradey was fishless at the end of the day, guess thats what happens when you are hurting others and dont have the spirit. ;)


Next I would like to thank this gentleman. Whom i found in the woods drinking his own urine. "It's sterile, and I like the taste..." those were the only words he spoke. But i knew what he meant, and i felt it deep down in my belly.


I then ran into Mrs Audrey Hepburn. I asked her what she was doing in the woods, she replied "QVC brought me here." Im not sure what that meant either, but i did always wonder what she would have looked like with a hitler stache.


So as you can see... we had a splendid time amidst the Carbonites. We fished, splattered potguts, and 4 wheeled our little hearts out. Thanks to the Wildes for such a fun weekend! Here are some more pics for your viewing pleasure. And don't forget, if the trailers a rockin' dont come a knockin'. Or the tent.. in our case. Happy Thursday!

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Wiiiiiiiiiiii-ner

So for Blake's Birthday, I got him a Wii. In which we have cleverly named the "Wii-Ner." (Shout out to Mr. Bradey Wilde... ha) Last night was our first night of this Wii-fun. I'm proud to say that I did beat Blake in a nice round of Wii-bowling, however he slaughtered me in everything else. Apparently the more brain cells you have, the worse off you are. Just kidding Blake. You have a lot of brain cells too.

Moving on... it's amazing to me, however, how hard these little puppies are to find. It seems like every time we are in a store, we never can find an actual Wii box, with a Wii in it.

It's Wii madness.

Now i have not played many Wii games, tonight we are on a search for our new Wii purchase, however i just cant comprehend how so many people want enough of these Wii's that you cant find one ANYWHERE. Except for Ebay for 500.00. Which i did not spend, i had my people talk to their people, and my Wii purchase was arranged. But for normal folk, it's an almost impossible task.

Then i came upon this picture, and i now understand why the Wii is MIA. Those Asian bass/turds have done it again. (Bass/turds = a fish turd. like a bass fish, it's not swearing. Rest assured all of my young cousins... whom i love dearly,,, and who are reading this nonsense.)




Somewhere One hung Low and Who Flung Poo are laughing at the ridiculous Wii-tards in America.
I'll still play my Wii, but i wont be as happy about it.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAKE!!!

My Dearest Blake, today's the day,
I hope it is the best!
At 2 oclock we will unite, and then let's get redressed... or un-.
Off to lunch, and then who knows,
I'll do whatever you wish.
Hiking, biking, blowing things up,
Hey... I'll even fish.
Today's your day, so live it up,
cuz it happens only once a year.
And in twenty years I'll look like this,
and will probably be drinking a beer.
Sike.
Happy Birthday Honey!!! I love you!

PONG-A-RIFIC

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