Story-Telling Tuesdays

Today is a blah day.

No exciting news. Well actually, I have tons of exciting news but no camera cord to transfer the proof (pictures) to my computer. Which brings me to my next thought. It is my duty to share my weekend with you, regardless of having zero pictures. I will do my best to lyrically wow you with enticing words and inviting imagery. Pictures will just have to come later. And after this post, you may not even need pictures. Prepare to be wow-ed.

We had a fantesticle 4th of July weekend. Thursday night we began our festivities with Blake's birthday dinner at Brick Oven. As always the Brick Oven delivered it's goodness. Then redelivered it Friday morning, two or three times. We lost count.

Friday night we ventured out to my Great Grandpa's cabin in West Canyon, where we dined on delectable burgers and all-beef hot dogs. Gourmet chips, dips, and family beer pong were among the highlights of the night.

Saturday, Blake and I had a hot date planned. We started off at Ruth's Diner where we engorged ourselves in biscuits & homemade raspberry jam and a plethora of breakfast items. Like toast. As we ate amongst the trees in Emigration Canyon, we admired all of the hairy tree huggers in our midst, enjoying their tofu quiche.

We then decided what great weather for a trip to the Zoo. With our bellies greatly engorged, we found ourselves taking pictures of Rocky Mountain Sheep balls. Blake was enthralled with how large and saggy they were. I wasn't sure how to take this enthrallment, as I found it equally disgusting and not so much enthralling. After the intense train ride that lasted almost 18 seconds, we decided it was time to part with mother nature for the day.

Our next adventure involved hitting up the Wal Mart downtown, where we found all of the hurricane Katrina Survivors and their new shiny offspring. That was intense, a word that I never understood completely until now.

Nearing the end of our day we decided that a Bees Game with some bedazzling fireworks was on the menu. It was only 5:30pm however, we had an hour to kill. Thankfully Gateway was just a hop, skip, and a jump away. There we found ourselves watching the water fountain children and enjoying a nice sit. We both were amazed at how every little boy enjoyed sitting on the highest pressure water stream. Interesting indeed.

And finally we found ourselves seated on our cozy blanket watching the Bees get killed, again. But hey we got to share a greasy piece of pizza together and enjoy a dysfunctional family the whole night. True story.... The mom was large and had long finger nails, and was so rude to her 8-9ish year old daughter that I wanted to scream. Luckily the girl had enough character that she didnt put up with it. If any of you have seen the movie Lady and the Tramp you will surely know the "weee are siamese if you pleeeease bump-bump-bump-bump" song. Well this little girl decided to sing at the top of her lungs "B----I----T----C----H If you pleaaaaaaaase." I thought her Mom's face was going to implode. I turned around and gave her a wink and a high five.

So that was our weekend, I hope you enjoyed my story-telling.

And hey, we have a whole new weekend already planned, filled with camping, 4-wheeling, and boating so stay tuned. Pictures may never be needed again with the tasty vocabulary I have acquired over the years.

Happy Tuesday My dears.

And really, stay away from the Wal-Mart downtown. It will be better for all of us.

Summer Sausage Toes.

Does anyone else feel my pain? The beginning of my summer always goes hand in hand with foot torture. I just bought a couple new pairs of, very cute, sandles to bring in the warm festivities and my feet are already screaming. So let us all pray for zero storms for the holiday weekend and of course, callus formation.

Rodeo Weekend Bliss

So we made it through another awesome week of Rodeo Days, next to Christmas it's definitely my favorite time of year! As you saw on my last post, we attended the big BBQ in the park earlier in the week, and then Saturday we all woke up bright and early to run the annual Rodeo Days 5k. Blake and I beat our time by 4 minutes this year so I was pretty excited about that. Blake could have smoked me truth be told, but he insisted on staying by my side. Guess that's what a good husband does =) I told him if he wanted we could hold hands the whole way, but he said no. Dangit. So after the big race we all went home and gussied up for the big parade. I swear it gets longer and longer every year. But it was fun to see everyone at the Gordon's house, it's always the same old crew there! After a nice long nap and a little bit of shopping, we all headed out to the big Saturday night rodeo. No rodeo queens fell off their horses so that was a little disappointing, and not one cowboy stayed on a bull for 8 seconds, but other than that it was the usual party. See below for all our pics! We ended the big weekend with an awesome BBQ at my Uncle Steve and Aunt Sandy's, it's been a long time since all of us have been together so it was great to relax and enjoy each others company!

Here's the 5k party! Saturday Night Rodeo!Jen and I had a photo shoot at the Rodeo,

we call this one seductive. This is the botox face. The I need to use the bathroom face.After all the Saturday festivities, we ended the fun filled weekend with an awesome BBQ at the Pugh's! We had a great time eating burgers and dogs, and making smores for dessert. It was great to visit with everyone and relax in some finally decent weather!


The End!

Dance Commander

Last night we made our way to Wines Park in Lehi for the annual Rodeo Days BBQ in the Park. It was so dang hot, but super fun! We had a great time running into tons of old friends. Luckily we found some sort-of-shade to keep the baby under and Jax ran all over the park like it was heaven. But it wasn't heaven, because that meant we had to follow him all over the park. However, about midway through the night a band started to play and Jax decided to get busy with it. I think it's very clear that Jenny has taught him how to dance, I remember seeing a lot of these moves during Lehi Drill Team performances. Notice he chose to perfect his moves right in front of an elderly couple, far far away from his own family. Enjoy my friends. Oh and tilt your head a little to the left. My apologies.

Signed up wooooo.

So it's official, today I signed Blake and I up for the big Rodeo Days 5k which is this Saturday morning. It's sort of tradition now. The first year Keisha drug me to it pretty much unwillingly. Then last year Blake and I, along with Jen and Mandy, ran it once again. I figure 20 bucks for a sweet rodeo days shirt, and a little torture, who doesn't want to sign up for that? I have been running quite a bit lately, thanks to my wonderful work schedule, so at least I feel somewhat prepared. The last 2 years I have woke up the morning of and said, sure why not. Popped a candy bar in my mouth on the way to the Legacy Center and off I went. But hey, just because I have somewhat prepared this year, doesn't mean I'm going to run it any faster people. I don't run fast. The lengthy 5 feet 11 inches of me doesn't have a fast speed. It's more of a make-it-to-the-end-without-dying speed. That's as far as I go. As long as I beat a few choice people from highschool, names will be withheld for my sake, I'm a happy camper. ;) So pictures to come my friends. For those of you who don't know, Lehi Rodeo Days are the bomb.com. We have tons of family around for it, and who doesn't like to eat 12 rodeo hamburgers every year. In one sitting. That's also a tradition, among the real men of course, who can eat the most burgers without barfing. Anywho, for any of you attending the rodeo days events, I'll see ya there! And for the rest of you, enjoy your boring mundane lives.

And remember folks...

Just because you are running a 5k doesnt mean you need to wear nut huggers.

Hearts and Bums.

A WOMAN’S POEM: Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who’s not a creep, One who’s handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who’ll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he’s rich and self-employed, And when I spend, won’t be annoyed. Pull out my chair and hold my hand. Massage my feet and help me stand. Oh send a king to make me queen. A man who loves to cook and clean. I pray this man will love no other. And relish visits with my mother.

A MAN’S POEM: I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big boobs who owns a bar on a golf course, and loves to send me fishing and drinking. This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t care.

I quite enjoyed these two poems. But dont think for a second my husband falls into the Man's Poem nonsense. Except for possibly the boobs and fishing parts.

My husband is quite amazing. I come home to a clean house, laundry done, etc on a regular basis. Before summer time I had to tell him to stop doing it because I felt like less of a woman everytime he did. Sort of. I had to pretend at least.

But really my husband is a one of a kind, so I had to give him a shout out today. This summer he is working five 12 hour days, which makes for a long week. But he never complains, I always hear wilde stories about his day, but never complaints. My only request is that he stops harassing the old man that he is forced to work with on occasion at Kennecott. The old man was saying there is no river or lake here in Utah that can produce a 10 inch fish. Blake refuted that statement by saying "BS old man, I catch 10 inches everytime I go to the bathroom."

Thank you Blake, good thing the man is senile and has no idea what you are talking about.

All I can say is I sure am thankful my husband has a sense of humor. Living with me, he uses it quite often =)

I love you Blake!

You have a good heart and a dang nice bum.

Blah.

Well it's a lovely Tuesday and I have nothing exciting to report. We did have a busy weekend with Blake's cousin Ellyce's wedding. It was great to be with them in the Temple and to celebrate their big day. We were quite busy helping with everything so I didn't manage to get many pictures! But as soon as I get them uploaded, I will post some of them. We also got to have Blake's parents stay with us the night before the wedding ,so that was a fun time. We ventured out to Cafe Rio and Downtown Philly Cheesesteak (for Blake) for some yummy dinner and ended the evening watching Paul Blart Mall Cop. Haha that's a classic show if you haven't seen it. I can turn it off after the first 10 minutes because I think that's the funniest part, but hey it's a good time even if you watch the whole thing.

We also celebrated Jen's birthday on Sunday! She is the big 2-9. Sheesh, it seems like just yesterday her and I were sitting in our bedroom together saying "When I am 16 you are going to be 20!" Yah, time flies folks. Before we know it we will be old and gray. Guess we better enjoy our lively young spry bodies while we can. Just yesterday I told Blake that I can feel the old oozing through me. I need to enter a tennis tournament. I think the will to kill someone in a match can bring me back to my youth. Or at least remind me how to swear. And act un-sportsmanlike. So there ya have it, Em's weekend update. This week we are having our CVE Golf Tournament so at least it's another 4 day work-week for me. As for Blake, another week of five 12's. Heaven help him, I think he is ready to go back to school. 21 credit hours doesn't seem so bad now. I think it's time I sit back and enjoy our busy lives, before I know it I will have 12 kids and crafty long fingernails that coordinate with every holiday.
Happy Tuesday.

Oh. I just realized I have something sensible to blog about. Jenny just got pictures taken of her family by our good friend Cherise and they turned out adorable! Here are a few of my favorites: