in a missing kind of mood

lately there is just not enough time to do all that i want to do…i know… i get it…im a grown up and a mom so this is just life but…here is a list of what im missing most…

long “healthy hair” not common for a hair dresser….lol

 

Little londy…5months old was the BEST

THE lake the lake the lake…one of my most favorite spots to be

 

these girls, this place, this trip…hawaii im comming back i promise!

being a kid…cute, no makeup, carefree, and no stress

these two beautiful cousins and their sweet mom sherry:(

the beach…no matter where it is:)

 

ward split

so for those who have not figured it out by now…i am Mormon…well mostly..lol.

we go to church based on where we live and are assigned to a specific building at a specific time…so the group you go to church with is considered a ward or ward family. for two years we got the ugly time of 8am…which you might say is not that bad! but for a girl like myself who never gets up til 8am..it can be a bit early to get cranky toddlers ready and a tired hubby out of bed after your date night out where you stayed up way too late!

fast forward…this year has been 12noon church which is better but not great for it is in the middle of the day and not much time to do anything before or after and i have never been a fan of relaxing unless I'm on vacation. i feel lazy and guilty if there is something that needs to be done and i am just chilling. I'm not a “good Mormon girl” in that capacity…ugghhh.

so today i pull up to church 4 minutes late which i promise is actually considered early for me since I'm ALWAYS at least 10 to 20 min late! there was no where to park, not in the parking lot, nor in surrounding area streets. so i park in the back forty and hoof it into church in stilettos. (since us Mormons dress up for church) I'm irritated, my body is hurting and i have a whiny little girl who is hungry and wants to dance through the parking lot in her “pretty shiny shoes”…finally we get into the building and wait patiently in the hall while they pass the sacrament (the bread and water) which takes 30 min because there are sooo many more people here than usual…doors open…time to find a seat. we find one which means Brandon can sit with me on his lap and londy on mine making us look like a glorified version of the clown car. we find one more chair and block the exit to sit together….big sigh…were sitting…with only londy only Brandon's lap (can you imagine all the looks naughty bri would get if she sat on Brandon's lap during church? i think most of the congregation would pass out!) lets get this rolling already…… then i hear the dreaded yet blissful words….brothers and sisters we are splitting your ward! gasps and talking goes thru the rooms that are packed to capacity like sardines. they give us our new boundaries. tell us which of our friends we will not see again at church and tell us that we will now start church at 2pm!!!

seriously? seriously! this is a big deal people, Mormon church is 3hrs. who wants to get home from church at 5:30? more gasps and whispers as everyone processes this. now i know, i know that we are fortunate to go to church just minutes from our house and that people travel much longer distances just to go to church. but let me tell you what…those people are much more diligent and lovely than i will ever be! Grumble grumble whine whine! so now i can sleep in but it will kill bri not to get distracted and end up at church at 2pm. surely i will end up at the gym or organizing my office, paying bills or heaven forbid…cleaning my house!

most “good” Mormons would never air their misdeeds like cleaning on the Sabbath on their blog…but come on peeps!…if you haven't figured out I'm not the norm yet..uhhhh well then we have much bigger fish to fry!

heaven help me…at least i go right? my mom-in-law is gonna die! it kills her that church was getting out at 3. we do Sunday dinner with family who lives and hour away and 7pm dinner is gonna be NO BUENO for her…here we go!!!

my sister my friend

most days if you ask who my best friend is I would answer with Brandon, kat while growing up, taralynn while in college years, thayne through high school, and many more people who have been such a major part of my life! but in reality my sweet sister has been my best friend since birth. now don’t get me wrong…we have fought like cats and dogs. there has been biting and hitting..(I'm guilty of both…geez bri!) there has been competition with swimming and sports. but mostly…always the best of friends! when we get together it is pure craziness! we have sooo much fun together. there is always lots of giggling, terrible behavior, naughty food, lots of dancing, people watching, shopping, more food and laughs. last weekend was no different!

it had been 7 long years since I had gone to see my sis at her house without being accompanied by another family member. so being that it had been a couple months since I saw her and we were both having withdrawals…we found a cheap flight and away I flew. I hate to fly but for love of my sister I boarded the plane, taxied out, waited for 20min, taxied back in, deboarded, waited 2 1/2 hrs and got on another plane to try again!  FInally 3 hrs late i made it to snowy, freezing colorado and our weekend of fun began with yummy dinner with friends.

we did all of our favorite things listed above, while also singing karaoke (if you could call it that!) played the wii and a little old school super Mario brothers, added in a cute movie and some time with my darling brother-in-law who was bundled up from the snow:) we hung with their fun friends who treated me like one of their own. we are really lucky to both have friends who make us feel right at home when we are Hanging out!

The bushes and trees were covered with ice or whatever and it was so beautiful!

there was just enough snow to make it feel like winter and yet a couple of warm days to make me wish I lived there! we drove through Garden Of The Gods-a state park? which was beautiful and makes me yearn to hike through it in the warmer months

Oh how I would love to live there close to meg…so until next time this will have to get me through! 

Falling over while attempting yoga:)

 

I love you meg…can i come back now?

you say it’s your birthday?

 THis boy right here…had a birthday yesterday…a whole 32 years old! now he was much younger in this picture but i still get asked if my husband is 16 years old. he has a very young face, or at least i hope that he looks young and its not me looking old! ha

and these are things i love about him…

he is patient, especially with me and you all know there should be a reward for that.

he is very kind,the ultimate nice guy…sometimes so nice you want to smack him

has a testimony of the church but would never cram it down your throat!

he is handsome- back of ladies..lol

the worlds best daddy. hands down…does bath duty every night and wakes up with londy every morning. what guy does that?

he sends me on girls trips, shopping to target, or out and about for a break for me even when he really needs one himself.

he puts up with my nonsense?

an increadibly hard worker

can make anything with his hands. build a car or a house from the ground up.

plays a great game of ball.

is a pilot and can fly the big airplanes.

he loves any sport, most any movie, will listen to my hip hop or londy’s annie soundtrack for hours without complaining.

he is my best friend

happy birthday B! you are the best!

this

good time girl

everyone knows i’m a good time girl! i love any excuse to have a party, go out and socialize and if i get to dance…wow hold on!

this past weekend we hung with our great friends and friends of theirs who were so fun!

shocking fact- brandon danced all night:) and even had a good time at it! don’t tell anyone though.. we don’t want word to get out that he might enjoy that or i might drag him to the dance floor more often than he thinks!

games til all hours of the night, yummy yard house,  and a great band were also included…can we do it again tonight?

The girls (good grief my head looks big, plus i’m waaaay taller)

da boys 

all of us

spring is a commin

today I found the bottoms of all bathroom drawers and even the pit we call London's bow drawer.  how do these small spaces take over our lives? in my bathroom drawer you could have lost a small child! I mean this from the girl who keeps her closet color coordinated.

there was enough hair to make a wig or at least a wiglet. seriously about 20 tubes of never been used lip gloss, every shade, texture and sheen imaginable. you want sparkle, how bout lip plumper, Vaseline cherry flavored? or perhaps you would like to try the kind that tastes like smores or at very least it smells like it. I've got lip smackers blue raspberry, chocolate, mint mint and more mint. every kind of dental floss in case I ever chose to use it more than once a month--sorry dad! 4 new packs of unused goodie, ouch- less hair bands. oodles of hair clips. snippets of plastic tags from ripping them off new clothing and several toys London smuggled in.there are even samples from every beauty product I have ever received. I mean really folks, I don’t keep anything normally--what's the problem here? the best part? the floss is from my hygienist at my dads dental office so its free. the lip-gloss--all of it--…gifts from my mom, sisters and cute friends and so again-- free.

don't get me started on Londy’s hair bows in a different drawer. baggie upon baggie of color organized bows. full to the tip top of the drawer and I still have bags upon bags of ribbon I have bought and never cut to use in her hair! I mean I am a girly mom and londy almost never leaves the house without a bow. I tell Brandon  it is most certainly forbidden.

don't you remember the helicopter looking bows that were bigger than her head when she was 6 weeks old.

the pantry is next...i will post  a picture of that before hand...in case i get lost  under the cereal boxes

dark and cloudy

I am an avid greys anatomy viewer. I love the show even though it leaves me depressed from time to time. anyways… on a recent episode Meredith is trying to impress mcdreamys mom when meeting her for the first time. she is trying so hard to be bubbly and sunny. she even has this obnoxious pink 80’s scrunchie in her hair. it brings me back to like the third grade and a hot pink tank top I wore that matched it. I digress….

at the end of the show she tells the mom that she is really dark and cloudy, not sunny and cheerful at all!

lately…I'm thinking that has become me or I have become it…whichever. lately I’m wondering when I slipped from sunny and a silver lining to every cloud, to very drizzly and depressing.

hey isn't knowing it half the battle?

had an old friend find me on facebook…shocking I know! and he told me I talk too much about death. I think he is right.

bring in the sunny and cheerful lets see if we can irritate the gloomy right out of me :)