Randy and I have been talking a lot about things we want to do before and after we have kids. I decided to create a bucket list for us, and keep track of everything we've done and everything we want to eventually do. I think it will be awesome twenty years down the road when we'll be able to show our kids everything we've done together. You can always find our bucket list by clicking on the Our Bucket List tab at the very top of this blog. I will be adding to it frequently, so check back!
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
BUSY July Update!
Randy and I bought a new truck to take camping and fourwheeling. A blue 2500 Chevy Silverado. It's MASSIVE and Randy loves it!
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Selling fireworks this year was a HIT. Aerials were made legal this summer, so we had a lot of sales. Randy absolutely loves selling fireworks, he's ALWAYS talking to customers. You cant ever get him away from the cash register either.
And you can never have enough water in a 100+ degree tent!
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My toenail is finally growing back! These pictures might make you cringe, but they make me so happy!
(If you missed the story behind my toenail, click HERE)
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Kaia is the cutest.
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We did fireworks with the Hansen's like we do every year. Always a great tradition.
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Pretty pink flowers I got from a client for my birthday.
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I got my first spray tan done right before Vegas, and it only looked good the second day and after that it turned really blotchy. I wasn't super impressed. But I was loving my freakishly dark skin that very first day! This picture doesn't even do it justice.
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I think its safe to say that my 21st birthday has been my best one yet!!! It was SUCH a fun weekend! Randy didn't make it in very many pictures though cause he was too busy winning big money on the roulette tables! ;)
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I was a bridesmaid for my best friend Witney's wedding; it was beautiful and so much fun!
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We watched the Days of 47 Rodeo for the 24th of July!
July is the BEST. :)
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Fourth of July Crafts!
I LOVE the fourth of July, so this month I went all out with crafts.
USA Frames
USA Frames
I made these a few months ago when I found the idea on eighteen25.
Fourth of July Stacker
Made at craft night with Craft Carnival.
Flag Blocks
Made at craft night.
Firework Blocks
Made at craft night.
Watermelon
Made at craft night.
Uncle Sam Blockhead
I came up with the idea and made on my own - with the help of Craft Carnival.
What can I say.... I'm a craft-aholic.
Fourth of July Stacker
Made at craft night with Craft Carnival.
Flag Blocks
Made at craft night.
Firework Blocks
Made at craft night.
Watermelon
Made at craft night.
Uncle Sam Blockhead
I came up with the idea and made on my own - with the help of Craft Carnival.
What can I say.... I'm a craft-aholic.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Talk about TRAUMATIC
This weekend started out with every intention of being a really good one. Little did I know that halfway into the weekend it would decide to do a complete 180 making me an insane person, then decide to do another 180 back to square one and end with me comfortably sane again. Needless to say, today I noticed that I broke out a little, for proof of my stressful, TRAUMATIC Saturday.
Friday night, Randy and I went on a little date to the mall. We had some grub at Ruby River, purchased 4 pairs of jeans at Buckle, and watched the Hangover Part 2. FANTASTIC night, my bar for the weekend was already set as high as the sky.
Saturday I had no appointments so Randy and I slept in. We then went to Sushi with our friend Kyle and his girlfriend Min. After that I had the great idea of going to Yogurtland for dessert, and little did I know that this was the moment that my whole world would plummet to the ground. (Or so it seemed.)
While we were sitting at Yogurtland, we all decided that it would be fun to take a spur of the moment trip to Wendover for the night after we watched the UFC fights. We were all finished and getting up to leave. Right as Randy and I took our first step, our feet met. I heard a snapping sound and felt this sudden shock of pain on my big toe. I didn't even have to look down to know what had just happened. I immediately said "Randy, you just ripped off my toenail."
I could feel my face get white. When something hurtful (or in this case, traumatic) happens to me, my body goes into shock. I'm kind of a HUGE wimp. I grabbed a handful of napkins and jetted for the car. When I got in and sat down is when I finally took a glance at my blood gushing wound, and I immediately started to bawl.
The first thing I told Randy was "I'm going to faint." I was at a total loss of what to do, my WHOLE big toe nail was literally dangling off my skin and bleeding hard. The sight of it made me sick. I called my Mom, and she said to come over so she could doctor me up.
It hurt, but it didn't hurt like I thought it should have. The sight and thought of what had happened was definitely what made me freak out the most, and not so much the pain. I would've taken a picture to post on here, but I couldn't even do that.
I couldn't look at it when my mom doctored me up. All I know is that she cleaned it up, super glued the heck out of it, and then wrapped it with gauze. I was so upset because I had gel toes on, which made it hard and break even more then it probably should have. I was also upset at the thought of not having cute toes this summer like I had planned... now that I have a mangled toe. I'm also worried that it wont grow back the same, but I'm really hoping and praying that it does.
We went home after my fix up to get ready to go watch fights. Randy was trying to find Kaia's leash so we could take her over to my parents house for the weekend while we stayed in Wendover. I wasn't in the greatest state of mind or emotion as we were leaving the house, and opened the door without Kaia on a leash. Of course she booked it out the door, and Randy just stood still looking at me like 'what did you just do.' We were already late for fights, so this topped off my upset-ness.
I immediately started to freak out and bawl, again. I couldn't run after her because of my toe, so we got in the car to see if we could drive around and find her. I don't think I had cried so dramatically like I did then since I was probably 12 years old, my world was gone.
The more we drove around and didn't see her, the more my heart would sink. I knew that she was long gone. After about 5 minutes, I had this weird urge to get my phone out of my purse. Right as I did, a number was calling me telling me they had found her. HALLELUJAH!
We got Kaia to my parents house, and were able to watch the last couple fights. We got to Wendover at about midnight, and I brought $100 to gamble with. I ended up losing it all, but didn't even care. That day couldn't have possibly gone any worse, so I let myself enjoy losing $100 playing a little roulette.
It was an interesting Saturday, but a great night in Wendover.
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Today is Memorial Day, and Randy had work off. It was really rainy and cold, so we decided to sleep in, watch a little Netflix, and then sleep some more. We went to my parents house for a BBQ dinner and had some Hawaiian dogs, Mmmmmmmm. :) After dinner, Mom picked some flowers from around the house and we headed off to the Provo cemetery.
Friday night, Randy and I went on a little date to the mall. We had some grub at Ruby River, purchased 4 pairs of jeans at Buckle, and watched the Hangover Part 2. FANTASTIC night, my bar for the weekend was already set as high as the sky.
Saturday I had no appointments so Randy and I slept in. We then went to Sushi with our friend Kyle and his girlfriend Min. After that I had the great idea of going to Yogurtland for dessert, and little did I know that this was the moment that my whole world would plummet to the ground. (Or so it seemed.)
While we were sitting at Yogurtland, we all decided that it would be fun to take a spur of the moment trip to Wendover for the night after we watched the UFC fights. We were all finished and getting up to leave. Right as Randy and I took our first step, our feet met. I heard a snapping sound and felt this sudden shock of pain on my big toe. I didn't even have to look down to know what had just happened. I immediately said "Randy, you just ripped off my toenail."
I could feel my face get white. When something hurtful (or in this case, traumatic) happens to me, my body goes into shock. I'm kind of a HUGE wimp. I grabbed a handful of napkins and jetted for the car. When I got in and sat down is when I finally took a glance at my blood gushing wound, and I immediately started to bawl.
The first thing I told Randy was "I'm going to faint." I was at a total loss of what to do, my WHOLE big toe nail was literally dangling off my skin and bleeding hard. The sight of it made me sick. I called my Mom, and she said to come over so she could doctor me up.
It hurt, but it didn't hurt like I thought it should have. The sight and thought of what had happened was definitely what made me freak out the most, and not so much the pain. I would've taken a picture to post on here, but I couldn't even do that.
I couldn't look at it when my mom doctored me up. All I know is that she cleaned it up, super glued the heck out of it, and then wrapped it with gauze. I was so upset because I had gel toes on, which made it hard and break even more then it probably should have. I was also upset at the thought of not having cute toes this summer like I had planned... now that I have a mangled toe. I'm also worried that it wont grow back the same, but I'm really hoping and praying that it does.
We went home after my fix up to get ready to go watch fights. Randy was trying to find Kaia's leash so we could take her over to my parents house for the weekend while we stayed in Wendover. I wasn't in the greatest state of mind or emotion as we were leaving the house, and opened the door without Kaia on a leash. Of course she booked it out the door, and Randy just stood still looking at me like 'what did you just do.' We were already late for fights, so this topped off my upset-ness.
I immediately started to freak out and bawl, again. I couldn't run after her because of my toe, so we got in the car to see if we could drive around and find her. I don't think I had cried so dramatically like I did then since I was probably 12 years old, my world was gone.
The more we drove around and didn't see her, the more my heart would sink. I knew that she was long gone. After about 5 minutes, I had this weird urge to get my phone out of my purse. Right as I did, a number was calling me telling me they had found her. HALLELUJAH!
We got Kaia to my parents house, and were able to watch the last couple fights. We got to Wendover at about midnight, and I brought $100 to gamble with. I ended up losing it all, but didn't even care. That day couldn't have possibly gone any worse, so I let myself enjoy losing $100 playing a little roulette.
It was an interesting Saturday, but a great night in Wendover.
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Today is Memorial Day, and Randy had work off. It was really rainy and cold, so we decided to sleep in, watch a little Netflix, and then sleep some more. We went to my parents house for a BBQ dinner and had some Hawaiian dogs, Mmmmmmmm. :) After dinner, Mom picked some flowers from around the house and we headed off to the Provo cemetery.
My Aunt Kim, died a few hours after birth. She was my Dads oldest sister. We've come to her grave a lot for as long as I can remember, and I always wonder what it would've been like to know her.
My Grandma, died when I was 13 years old. We were pretty close. I think about her a lot at my highest moments in life, wishing she were still alive so I could share them with her. I always wonder what kind of conversations we would have now that I'm older and married. I'm excited for the day I get to see her again, and when she can meet Randy for the first time.
All of the family at Grandmas grave.
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