Full of Fun. That's what we are.

Over the past few weeks Blake and I have been very busy attempting to broaden our horizons. We feel that it is important to get to know our surroundings, and to become one with nature, so that we can pass on our vast knowledge to our offspring to come.

Here is our report, which is going to be published very soon we hope. In the Daily Herald.( This is a picture of a horizon. Inspiring.)

We have been to the Gateway (see below): to talk to the gentleman behind us. "Najong" Blake said, the angry man didnt respond. But at least we got a picture of him. Without him knowing. We became one with a man from another country. We also ate at Thaifoon. Very cultured indeed.

We have been to the Living Planet Aquarium: to meet and greet the inhabitants of the various bodies of water here in Utah, and those found in the mysterious depths of the Ocean. Now we both have crabs. That we bought from the Aquarium.

We have been to a Bee's Game: to enjoy the smell of hard liquor reaking out of everyone in our entire section. And to become one with the variuos sets of women's softball coaches, who for all we know are "just friends." That walk around holding hands and enjoy really short haircuts and chew.

We have been to the PG Car Show: to become more aware of the many hygiene issues around the world, and to advise the various men in cut off, anatomy showing, shorts to put some sunscreen on their pale white thighs. Skin Cancer, it's a silent killer these days. So is gingivitis, don't talk to the car owners.

We have been to Lagoon: to become more aware of drug abuse. There is nothing that can compare to standing in the Egg Scrambler line, with a family full of Meth Heads. 10 year old boys necking their well endowed 9 year old girlfriends. All the while dear old Mom is standing behind them counting what teeth she has left and admiring the way her children have grown so mature.

We have been to TJMaxx : to find deals for those who are less fortunate. Blake found some lovely home decorations that could spice up any living area. However, we couldnt afford to buy them either. Instead we just took pictures and gave them to the less fortunate as "good ideas for fall decorating."

Phew. We finally made it back to our home sweet home. It has been a very long few weeks of research and traveling. But we are grateful to be more aware of the perils that are all around us. For those of you who dont have time to do what we have done, it's not too late. Be all that you can be. P.S. All 12 pack are on sale at Wal Mart for 2.40 Just wanted to make sure you read through all of my blog. Kind of an added bonus right there at the end.

4 wheelin' in a Church Parking Lot.

I forgot this video! Good times in a Heber Church Parking Lot. Blake and I were in his Grand Am, "White Lightening." Thats what i call it, and he gets angry. I'm full of videography trickery folks. Don't act like you're not impressed.

WildeStyle.

~Recap of Good Times with Em and Blake~

This was one of our awesome dates before Blake and I were married... College Night Ice Skating at 7 peaks Ice Rink. Blake took the camera and caught our lovely shennanigans on tape. We were horizontal at one point, I swear it. Eat your heart out Nancy Kerrigan.

Machine Gun Emi. That pretty much sums it up. You will notice my dad laughs and says "Look where your hitting." The bullet holes in the snow were 6 feet in front of my feet. If you want me on your next gun club team let me know. I can maybe fit you in.

First girl to ever drive the Buckin Bronc'. Thats what I've been TOLD anyway.... =) I dunno folks, I think I make that ride look reaaaaaaaaaal good. FYI it was 18 degrees outside in Price, and the top and doors were off. Yeesh..

So there ya have it. Just a few of the exciting moments with Buck and Em. More crazy antics to come. Homeys.

Yeeeeeesh.

I dont know if the Math teacher last night was talking jibberish, or if somehow i ended up with a crown and coke instead of a cherry coke prior to class, but good heavens. We will use all of this crap when in nursing? My only hope is that my dear cousin Dane walked into the room about half way through and offered up his math genius powers anytime i need it. Im going to need a miracle people! Please pray for me.

Alot of People go to School for 8 Years. Yaaaah, they're called Doctors.

In case you were wondering, I was the equivalent to the young boy in the lower right-hand corner of the picture. With the fish lips and 3 chins.

Oh it's that time of year again, time to head back to sc-sc-schooooool. Blake was at UVU bright and early this morning, but he got to sleep in for an hour and half compared to the Kennecott days so he was pleased as punch. As for me, my classes begin this evening at 5:40 in the pm. Math 1050, that should be a peach. I hope i survive.

All this school talk has got me thinking about the good ole school days back when I was a young chap. Here are some of the most memorable memories. And ones that, unfortunately, I dont think I will ever forget:

1st grade: I wasn't fat, yet. I often rollerbladed around the neighborhood in a bikini. I'm hoping that trend will come back in the near future. Blake would look divine.

2nd grade: I ask my science teacher if he has ever seen Uranus. He quickly responds "We pronounce it Your-uh-nus," and never speaks directly to me for the remainder of the year.

3rd grade: Took a class field trip to the sewer. Fascinating, love watching poop run wild. I also played the part of the Princess in our class rendition of Rumpelstitskin. I wore a purple feathered dress, which I borrowed from Nicole Wicherley's mother. Something isnt right when an 8 year old fits into a 35 year old womans dress. You get the hint. I stole the show. Because no one else could be seen on stage behind my size 16 fashion fau paux.

4th grade: Ah yes, Mrs. Womble's class. I got paid to stay after class to correct papers and alphabetize her racy Navajo books. Our teacher had a thing for loin cloths. She also had a mustache, and a mole on her upper lip with a hair protruding from it. I'm sure it didnt seem weird at all that i was staying in from recess, and staying after class, to assist such a woman. Maybe thats why no one liked me. But hey, she paid me in chocolate cookie bars which was worth the pain. It's called emotional eating.

5th grade: I win some big award at Meadow Elementary in which I get a gold metal with a few other members of the school. I remember buying a flowered dress that i thought was the epitomy of couture. Then I cleverly added some white knee high nylons along with a dashing pair of pink jelly shoes. That picture still haunts me to this day. Aside from being 10 years old and appearing to be 9 months pregnant, the look was very becoming.

6th grade: Ah yes, very vivid memory of Field days. Ya know, the last day of school when each grade does a little song or dance to prove that they learned zero that entire year. Yah well our grade got the pleasure of square dancing. All I can say is I was the best dance partner there ever was. I was like riding a horse, just grab on to my giant love handles and lets do this. That's what I said to my dance partner, he didn't say a word. Just held on for dear life.

All I can say is thank heavens we grow up. And grow tall. If things would have kept up, you would have found me in the yearbook as "Most likely to eat a small family, without sweating."

Hope all of you going back to school have a super year! Let the fun begin =)

What the.....BUCK!

Actually it was a doe. A deer. A Female Deer.

This morning Blake walked out the door at 5:15am, I was super out of it as always and didnt hardly hear him tell me goodbye. Then about 15 minutes later i get a call from him.

What the heck? First thing he says is the dreaded...."Dont worry, I'm ok, but....." long pause. "Whats wrong!" i yell as i literally jump out of bed and rush to get my clothes on. "Well i just hit a deer going 60 mph on my way to work."

Just our luck! Thankfully Blake is FINE. Which was my only concern! Our lovely Grand Am is a little mangled. Apparently Blake turned a corner and the deer was standing right in the middle of the road, not much he could do but slam on the brakes as much as he could! The deers head hit his front bumper and then its side slammed into his left headlight and its butt whipped around and hit his door. Blake had to kick his door open to get out! The deer was dead as a door nail so Blake drug it off the road. Thats enough to get your heart going! Luckily our car is still driveable, makes a few choice sounds when you make a turn or hit a large bump, but other than that White Lightening is good to go!

Sheeeeeesh what a way to start off the morning! I just want to tell Blake who cares about our car! Im just glad YOU are okay! Hopefully tomorrow will be a wee bit of a better morning for him =) I'm glad you are A-okay Blake. But I think the other Buck won this time. Good thing it's hunting season. Wipe ya' self off, you dead.

Pizza Partay Pics!

Blake and I just wanted to say thanks to the Marath's (for bringing such amazing 7 layer dip!) the Karrs (for bringing cheeeeeese & toppings) the Mullet Pughs (for bringing toppings galore) and the other Pughs (Dick & Jayne) for bringing a salad.... to our sweet Pizza/Wii Party that we had last night!

We had a great time having our family over, we love you all!

Here are some pics from the exciting night =) Wish the Buckinghams could have been with us!

Mmm Mmm Good.

Tonight's the night! That the Pugh's, Karr's, Wilde's, and Marath's are having a shin-dig. It is my pleasure to announce that we will all be eating some good old Ho-Made Pizza. You do the math on that one.

I'm excited to have everyone over to our house! Hope everyone is ready for some good eatin'!

Here are some Pizza ordering tips in ode to our exciting night to come!

Fun Ways To Order Pizza

Use CB lingo where applicable.

Tell the order taker a rival pizza place is on the other line and you’re going with the lowest bidder.

Tell them to put the crust on top this time

Do not name the toppings you want. Rather, spell them out.

Order while using an electric knife sharpener.

Put the accent on the last syllable of “pepperoni.” Use the long “i” sound.

Move the mouthpiece farther and farther from your lips as you speak.

Imitate the order taker’s voice.

Eliminate verbs from your speech.

Say it’s your anniversary and you’d appreciate if the deliverer hid behindsome furniture waiting for your spouse to arrive so you can surprise him/her.

Belch directly into the mouthpiece; then blame it on the dog.

Wonder aloud if you should trim those nose hairs.

Try to talk while drinking something.

Say “Kssssssssssssssht” rather loudly into the phone. Ask if they felt that.

Woo Woo!

Today is our annual Lagoon Day at work which means leave work at Noon and go ride some coasters! Amen, I'm ready for the weekend. Then tomorrow we are headed off to Price & Ferron to do a little jet skiin' ..bbq'n ..and listening to Bralin, Blake's 5 year old neice, sing in Peach Days! So hope all of you have a great and safe weekend....and I'll take some sweet pics so that you can see how cool, and fun, Blake and I really are. =)

Holy Shitaki.

Holy shitaki. Those were the words flying out of my mouth last night, as we left the Bees Game. Minus the "aki" part. After attending the game, Blake and I were attempting to cross the busy road there at 1300 south. Before hitting the crosswalk, Blake says "Geez this looks pretty scary," as cars are FLYING by. Then a nice gentleman in a truck stopped for us, as well as the cars on the opposite side of the crosswalk. Super I say, as we begin our careful journey across the road. Just as we pass the hood of the ever so patient truck, a car comes WHOOOOOOOOOOOSHING by going at least 45mph. If we had been one step farther, you all would be reading our obituary today. Not kidding. My hair flew up because of the wind from the car, Blake swung at the car trying to hit their window. It was maybe, well no definitely, the closest I have ever come to seeing my life flash before me. We were both shaky after and couldn't hardly talk! Then the nice gentleman in the truck said "I'll race up their and flip that guy off!" Which was nice. =)

I'm guessing it was probably some oblivious girls who had no idea anyone was even crossing, but all I can say today, is that I thank my lucky stars that Blake and I are still here! Stop for people in crosswalks friends, it's the right thing to do =)

Carbonite, like Kryptonite, but Carbonite.

In lieu of the wonderful Olympics going on at this time, i would like to show the video below. For those of you who aren't aware that Blake is super athletic, well he is. Here is footage of what he has been doing over the past month to prepare. His hair is long and flowing and is very aerodynamical, hence the speed. If i do say so myself, i think he excels at the javelin. Enjoy my friends.

Hi Stinky. Happy Birthday!

Today is my neph's 2nd Birthday... woooooooo! I cant believe he is two already, it seems like just yesterday he was in my sister's belly and went by the name of Billy. (Jenny refused to name him this, although i had him dubbed as Billy from day one).

Quick Funny Story: A couple weeks ago my Dad had a case of "gas." Which is not abnormal as you all know. He decided to let one off right next to Jaxson, to which Jaxson turned to him and affectionately replied "Hi Poop!" He is much smarter than we give him credit for. Hopefully he will expand his vocabulary for his rockin' B-day party tonight. I'm trying to teach him to say "Give me your money." I told him I'd split it 50/50. He is still thinking about it.

Decorating 101.

So last night after Blake and I went to the Living Planet Aquarium (pictures to come) and Texas Roadhouse we decided to stop by Ikea since we love that store. And looky what i found, see that cute little Hutch in the corner. $39 bucks! What a steal... and i think its divine. Now i just gotta find a bunch of sweet stuff to put on it. Hobby Lobby here i come! FYI Hobby Lobby is a store in Herriman, right near the District Theatres. It is a delightful store chuck full of all your decorating desires.

Little did Blake know, that buying this hutch meant more shopping for stuff to go ONNN the hutch. Yaaaaay, my plan worked =) Blake will be ecstatic.

FloWeR PoWeR...

Look at my lovely addition to my desk today! My cute husband Blake had these sitting out on our kitchen table last night as i walked in the door. He also had some little candles lit and the table all set for dinner. How cute is that! Dont know how i got so lucky folks!

Captain Kennecott.

This Blog goes out to my hot hubby. Who as of tomorrow will be an OFFICIAL KENNECOTT EMPLOYEE! Today was Blake's 90th day as an intern at the mine, and while the rest of the little kennecott intern-ites are headed back to school jobless, my hot man got asked to stay on!

Today Blake met with the Superintendent of the mine and discussed his future plans with schooling, work, etc. He let them know that he is looking to get into management at the mine, and would like to stay, and thankfully they asked him to do just that!!!!! =)

So this is a Blog to my behbeh. To tell him THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANKS for allllll the hard work you have put in this summer. Soon you will no longer be working 12 hour shifts and we can party again!

Love ya Honey Buns Sugar Lips. =)

Mandy's Huge Noggin' Taggin'. That's not German.

Mandy, my large headed sister-in-law, tagged me. Dang her. So here it goes:

3 JOYS:
Bathing and Reading. Together as one.
Blake in a towel.
Throwing large objects places that i shouldnt.

3 FEARS:
Getting hit by a car on my new bike.
Eating something that is not meant to be eaten, but is hidden in my food.
Pulling on a hang nail and having the skin rip clear up to my elbow.

3 GOALS:
Leave work early today.
Become a Nurse who is not asked to deal with puke or poop. Ever.
To have children that are not in the band.

3 OBSESSIONS/COLLECTIONS:
Dandruff Collection.
Taking pictures of myself.
Writing down everything i do everyday. Just for future reference. True Story. I can tell you what I did exactly one year ago today. Probably not something I want to talk about.

3 RANDOM LIKES:
I enjoy blogging about things that are inappropriate, and will probably be found and killed by a middle aged blogger terrorist.
I like to clean my belly button with eye makeup remover and a q-tip.
I produce a disgusting amount of ear wax. The doctor has never seen anything like it.

The Top 10 Reasons I Lost Last Night....

10. Too many backhand volleys. Refer to my last post.

9. The old men yelling next to me "CAN YOU PLEASE SAY THE SCORE LOUDER." The other guy replies "MAYBE YOU OUGHTA JUST TURN UP THE BELL TONE." True Story. 75 year old men almost in a fist fight over a nice game of tennis. Thanks for keeping it quiet during my match.

8. I was too busy thinking about Breaking Dawn. What the crap has the world come to?

7. I couldnt help but wonder how my tennis shorts got so far up my crack, within the first 5 minutes of the game.

6. I was too busy yelling words like Sh** and Dam*** to remember the score. For all i know i could have won that match and my opponent just decided not to tell me.

5. After losing, I hit a ball so hard that it went into the pool area almost hitting a gentleman directly in the forehead. Just my luck he worked at the club, but let me go with a warning. I apologized after. But only because it was the right thing to do.Had it been my way, I would have simply said "Nice catch."

4. Birth control. It makes you do things that you would never have done previously. Like choking.

3. I have known my opponent since she was 8. It's impossible to want to slaughter someone when you clearly remember their baptism. I was like 15 when she was baptized. Do the math. I should be beating people half my age.

2. Wii doesnt cut it. You can practice on the Wii all you want but you will never be tournament ready. Dont believe the lies.

1. I'm married. These days I would be better off entering a "who can gain the most weight after your wedding" competition. But that would be too easy.

So as you can see, last night was a dandy. Thanks to all my family for coming to support me in my time of need. Without all of your love on the bench, i may have thrown a racket and hurt someone. Better luck next time!

Quote du' Jour.

If my opponent knows about this blog, she is getting a really good tip for playing someone such as myself.

A Tribute.

Today my tribute is to a lovely restaurant here in West Vallejo.

Thank you Costa Vida, for keeping me regular. I'm talking every 15 minutes. Without your love in my bowels, I would not be able to be as unproductive as i have been this afternoon.

Makai Khalem.

Today while working on some labels for submittals, my printer decided to cease working. After calling up our IT guy, a printer-fixer showed up. I swear I had seen him in a movie before, then i realized it-wassssuh-Borat.

As I explained the problem with my printer (smears, paper jams, etc) the man nodded very rapidly and replied: "Yessuh, printesssjavan. Tonereskeeeev may needs replacheven. Shumtem paperesh stuck a lot."

I replied, "Thats correct, the printer needs to be fixed." And then sat down. After 15 more minutes of uncomfortable conversation i began researching how this could have been handled differently. Then while sitting at my desk, I realized, if you stand at least 6 feet away from this gentleman he speaks clear as day. True Story. Just gotta back up a few steps.

I think I made a new friend.

Ahhhhhhh! Screams the Rawlings Girls!

Well tonights the night. For us normal folk technically the excitement doesnt start until tomorrow, but if you are one of the craziest of the crazies, tonight at midnight Stephanie Neyer's 4th and final book "Breaking Dawn" hits shelves.

I can only imagine the excitement occuring on Nashua Rd right now inside of the Rawlings home. =) To Vanessa and Madison (is Suz in on this too? not sure...) I hope tonight is everything you have dreamed about. Barnes and Noble will be filled with every EMO kid in town, awaiting their copy of this wondrous dream. Lets hope you get a copy before the black nailed swooped haired kids in front of you.

As for me, I will be nestled snuggly in my bed until tomorrow morning, when I will arise at 9:30 am, mosey on over to Barnes and Noble, and miss all the hair pulling and pushing that was occuring at 2am.

Bless the Rawlings girls in their endeavors this night. If you dont get a copy after all that waiting, call me. Im sure i can get one for you tomorrow when all the normal people do.

Go Jacob.