Friday, May 20, 2011

Just Stop and Smell the Roses...

Let me tell you all about the first time I bought perfume....its kind of a funny story....:-)

I'd just finished working a couple weeks at EFY as a counselor (side note: best job EVER!) and gotten my pay checks. I was a worry free college student and didn't have too many bills so, needless to say, I had money burning a hole in my pocket.

I decided that it was about time that I graduated from cheap Bath and Body Works body spray and get something really nice to make me smell lovely. I hiked myself over to the mall and shimmied right up to the perfume counter at Nordstrom's. This is where our story really begins.

So I'm standing there, trying on every kind of perfume known to man. You have to do that ya know? Some perfumes might smell great on those little sample strips, but they could mix funny with your own skin smell. FYI. So for the first spritz I started on my wrists, moved up to my forearms for the next kind, and so on and so forth. By the time the little gay perfume counter attendant found me, I'm pulling up my shirts sleeves to use my shoulders!

*we interrupt your usual programming to give you a little more in-depth information on the perfume counter attendant*

This guy was the stereotypical gay guy. Extremely well dressed, including the odd long-toed dress shoes, crazy awesome hair, a little bit of rouge (maybe a little eyeliner and mascara), high flambouant speech and little well-manicured hands that were flapping all over the place.

*we now return you to your previously scheduled program*

"Oh thank the Lord!" He squeals. He then announces to the entire store, "I've got a sample girl over here!!"
I'm feeling a little self-concious at this time. Having never bought perfume before, I was already out of my league and now we have about 12 people staring at us and he just keeps it coming.
"Some women come in here and I just CAN NOT get them to try on the perfume! They wear the same ole' stuff for years and never bother to see if they like anything else! SO BORING!!! Oh my gosh....show me what you have tried!"
With this he proceeds to grab my arm and just start sniffing! This kid had a nose like a bloodhound. He was naming off the scents I had put on better than I could, and I even had them written down!
"Fabulous! Tell me which ones you like! You've already tried on all my favorites!" He again squeals (do flambouyant gay guys do anything but squeal?).

So I'm trying to tell him which ones I like and don't like. I tell him,"Umm....I really like this one that I sprayed on the inside of my right elbow.....and I kind of like this one over here on my left wrist.....and I'm toying around with liking this one on my shoulder, but although it smells great, it kind of reminds me of a grown up perfume. I'm not sure I can pull that off."
Just as soon as these words had left my mouth, he gets this look on his face like he is about to teach me a valuable lesson. I'm ready for it.

"Oh Lordy my little honey! You aren't a child anymore!" He exclaims as he is making all sorts of hand guestures. (Here comes my favorite part of the day!!!) "You are a WO-MAN!!" While he does a high in the air finger-snap emphasizing the "woman" word.

Did I buy the perfume? You bet your butt I did! Not only did I buy the "WO-MAN" perfume (which was quite expensive), I also bought 2 others and he sent me home with this bag STUFFED full of samples of other perfumes that I didn't have room on my body to try on that day.

I finished out my EFY summer with these wonderful new scents. I saved my "WO-MAN" perfume for the dances (yes...counselors want a little crush action every week too!) and guess what? On average, I bet I had 4 guys tell me each night how freaking good I smelled!

I've thought to stop by Nordstrom's perfume counter and thank that little man that changed my perfume life so drastically. He has never been there. I'll bet there was a war between perfume counters and he was carried away by the competition. Seriously, he was that good.

The hubby doesn't seem to like my "WO-MAN" perfume. He has never complimented me when I am wearing it. In fact, for the longest time I couldn't figure out what Ryan liked the smell of. He would tell me how good I smelled, and I would think, "I'm not wearing any perfume! What in the heck is he smelling?" I think I've finally figured it out. Aussie hairspray. $3.50 a bottle. He's such an easy pleaser!

Friday, May 13, 2011

WHERE DID MY POST FROM YESTERDAY GO???

Whatever idiot up in blogger.com headquarters pushed the wrong button and maded blogger die should be fired. They erased my most brillant blog post of all time!!! It had everything! It was like the Princess Bride of blog posts! Romance, suspense, car crashes, swordfights, a giant, and lots of things exploding! I find myself wilting into a deep depression over this.


And I might be lying.....



Who are you to doubt me?? I might be telling the truth....


You'll never know.


Updated 1 hr. later:
Now you know I was lying....somehow my post from yesterday reappeared and ruined all my fun :(

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Things a man doesn't understand....

Yesterday I told Ryan that my back hurt so bad that the aches went all the way through the front of my chest.

He laughed. And teased me quite a bit about my "pouty-face".


I wasn't nice towards him for about 2 hours.


I am sometimes looking for specific reactions from Ryan. When I am complaining about looking freaking awful and fat, I really want him to make fun of my little rants because I KNOW I am acting ridiculous and I want him treat me as such. I cannot get him to do this. He tries to reassure me and say kind things and although this is super nice and cute, it isn't what makes me feel better. A little teasing would work a lot better!

And when I am feeling really hurt (physically) I want someone to empathize and sympathize! Ryan asked me last night, "What do you want me to say?" I replied, "I want you to say you're sorry that my back hurts!" Guess what he said? "But I'm not apologizing for anything that I did." I know that! I understand that he didn't do anything to make my back hurt (besides impregnating me!) but I still want someone to feel sorry that I am hurt. And then I want him to give me a back rub.


Somehow, his reactions to these two situations need to be swapped. Where is the button that lets me do that???

Friday, May 6, 2011

Belly Progress

Thought I should put up a few pictures of my growing butt....ahem! I mean...belly. Yeah. That is what I meant.


Before I got pregnant:




This is close to 8 weeks or so:



13 Weeks:



And now in all my glory of 20 weeks:


I already feel huge. I'm going to be a emotional mess by the time I hit full term. But I am taking a friend's advice to heart and really trying to "embrace it." I think it is slowly working.

It always helps when I focus on the good things so here are a few of my "pregnancy blessings:"
1-I didn't have any morning sickness
2-I haven't had any serious cravings. Except water. My doctor really likes this craving! And I always want pizza, but that wasn't something that happened with pregnancy. I could always eat pizza! I didn't tell my doctor about this craving. He was just so happy about the water that I didn't feel like I could crush his little spirit.
2.5-And just because I crave water, I was worried about gestational diabetes. My doctor says I am just fine. Diabetes free for now!
3-I've just now hit the same weight I was in college. Scary eh? Can you guys believe I gained that much during school?? I count it as a good thing that I moved to Roosevelt and stopped eating too much. Sorta....he he:)
4-I get to go shopping much more. I love shopping! And Motherhood Maternity has really awesome clothes. Old Navy also has cute clothes on their website, but not much of a selection in the store. If only....
5-My doctor gave me a magic pill that made my heartburn go away! I heart my heartburn perscription:)
6-My doctor might move up our due date because our little guy is so big! If that is the case, then I guess I should be getting bigger at a faster pace than my pregnant peers because he is growing faster then his baby-in-belly friends:) cute!
7-My little sister is good friends with my doctor's son, so every time I am telling them about a personal check-up, I refer to my doc as "Ian's Dad" instead of Dr. Syndergaard because it makes my sis very uncomfortable! Bah ha ha ha!


I just scrolled through my pictures and realized that my belly doesn't really look any different. I think that is because I am spreading out the back. It really is good for balance! Ha ha!

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Baby Suprise Cake!!!!

I'm so excited to tell you guys about this! I've been catching up on my blogging just so that I could get to this point!
So last week we had an ultrasound to find out the gender of our baby. We had the lady doing the ultrasound show us everything (like the head and the feet and etc....)but when we came to the part where she could see if it was a boy or a girl, we closed our eyes and she didn't tell us. Instead, we had her write whether it was a boy or a girl on a piece of paper and then seal it in an envelope so that we couldn't peek. We then ran down to the bakery at Stewart's (side note: the lady running the bakery that morning was super grumpy. I didn't like her.) and gave them the sealed envelope with instructions to open the envelope, bake a cake and then put blue frosting on the INSIDE of the cake if it was a boy or pink frosting on the INSIDE if it was a girl! We would later pick up the cake and gather with our family to cut into our "surprise cake" and find out what we were having!

For the rest of the day I was soooo nervous/excited! I called my mom and told her that I was so anxious to find out what our baby was that I thought I was going to start crying! And I really thought that I might cry!

So we got the cake from the bakery and had all our family (in the area) come over to our house. We had everyone eat first just to drag out the suspense
Then it was time…….



Aren’t we so cute??




And the inside layer of frosting is……..



BLUE FOR BOY!!!!

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Jeep Safari 2011

It was that time of year again! Jeep Safari! We drove down on Wednesday night but we didn't leave until about 8:00 pm and by the time we were driving over Indian Canyon, it was snowing! I was thinking, "Holy cow! I can't believe it is Jeep Safari/Easter Weekend, and it is stinking SNOWING!" Ridiculious.

Moving on....we made it safe and sound and fell promply to sleep after reaching Moab. The next day Ryan needed to work on his jeep. Just a small repair of welding his steering box back to his frame....:) 8 hours later, the jeep is ready to go! Ha ha! I don't really remember much of Thursday. I just know that we all hung out and had a good time. And I cut mullets. Here is Ryan's:



On Friday we woke up early and went to join the "Official Jeep Safari Group" down at the gas station. To run with the "Jeep Safari" you have to pay a fee, which goes to trail upkeep and stuff like that, and then you can run the official trails. Our group had about 50 jeeps in it and we were running Steel Bender. I think. We started out and things were all good, but they quickly fell apart. The group is on a schedule and so everytime the "Gunner" (the leader jeep) thought that we didn't have time to do an obstacle, he would put someone at the obstacle and make everyone go around. It was so boring!!! We pretty much just drove on flat ground all day. I absolutely hated it. I would never run with the jeep safari officials again! I would rather just donate my fee and then do the trails that I wanted! Anyway....we got to do 1 obstacle because there was no way around it. It was called "The Fall" and it was very true to it's name. You creep your jeep down over this ledge, and then at some point, it is just too much and you just have to let your jeep fall down until it hits the bottom. This isn't too unusual. I can't even count the number of times Ryan has done this with the jeep. The part that is special about this is that on the right side of your jeep, there is nothing but air! Just this little cliff/roll off place with nothing to catch you. It was so stressful to watch the jeeps go down! One guy's jeep fell and when it hit the bottom, he had a bit too much momentum and his jeep kinda bounced up on his right front tire and his back moved toward the edge! It was so scary! I thought he was going over for sure! Here are the pics of Ryan, then Dan, Andy, and Papa Stubbs each on "The Fall."





The next obstacle that we were able to go on was a complete fluke. The Gunner would have liked to make us go around, but Papa Stubbs broke down on the little around trip and so we got some extra time and a few people were able to go up. It was called "The Dragon's Tail" and it was pretty cool. Nothing special though. I didn't even take a picture! We had to stay there for quite awhile so that Papa Stubbs could try and fix his rig. The whole jeep safari group stayed with us and that wasn't really fun. We told them that if they would like to continue on out, that we had enough people and enough help just in our little group that we would be okay. They wouldn't. And then when we finally got Todd's jeep fixed, they still made us go around all the obstacles! Argh! Never again!

The next day my belly was a bit tight and the rest of the girls were staying home with Tawnie (who is just about ready to have a baby, so she couldn't go jeeping!) and just going to have some girl fun time.

We were told that we could drive up to Gemini Bridges and take a look at the arches. Piling into Mindy's new Yukon, we headed up the trail. It was such a bumpy ride! Ryan's jeep was more comfortable on the trail than this Yukon was! Poor Tawnie! All the while, these jeeps are passing us on our way down and giving us the craziest looks! I don't think they could believe that a bunch of women and babies were taking an SUV up to see the arches! Turns out, the trail was NOT as smooth and easy as the boys thought it was, but we were having a super good time on our adventure! We did make it up to arches and Tawnie didn't have her baby out there, so that was good:) We also took these silly "seductive" pictures to give to our husbands for Easter presents. It was pretty fun! And silly:) And I will not be posting a copy, but much to my dismay, Ryan has the photo proudly displayed in our front room, so feel free to come over and see it any time! ha ha!

After getting home that night and telling the guys about our adventure, Dan remembers that he installed airbags on the back tires of the Yukon and they had left them fully inflated so that was why the trip was so rough! It was like we were riding on bricks that didn't let the shocks work! Now we know;) And yes...Tawn had a pretty miserable night and next day. Her belly had took quite the beating and was very worn out.

And the next day was Easter! I got Ryan a little basket with candy and some grilling tools. I think he will be very excited to use them. He got me a "Clapper" that I hooked up to my bedside lamp. It is really hard for me to reach all the way over and turn it off at night (we have a super high bed and the nightstands have to be a long distance away to use the drawers under our bed) so it really has made life easier for me:)
We went to church and all they guys wore their mullets. It was pretty funny!
And then we rested after church and came home. It was a delightful weekend!

Monday, May 2, 2011

Las Vegas Trip!

So here is a quick little recap of our Las Vegas trip from last month! I couldn't find my camera cable, so I just waited to put these up. Now, I am seriously behind on cool stuff and I need to post a bunch!

Anyway.....



We went to Las Vegas at the end of March/first of April for a quick little 3 day trip. We stayed at the Stratosphere (which I don't recommend) because it was super cheap. It was cool to see everything from the observation deck, and Ryan really wanted to jump off the top (they have a bungy-jumping thing....not my favorite) but I'm really glad that he didn't!

So to start out the trip we got checked in to our hotel and then ran down the strip to the Bellagio. We watched the water show and took a few pics:





We also walked through Caesar's Palace a little bit and then finally went back to our hotel room. I was so super tired and just went straight to bed.

The next day we really dove into the Vegas experience. We walked all around the strip, ate delicious food and went to a show. It was called "The V Variety Show" and it was really fun. My favorite part was the host, who was super funny, and then the Argentinian Drummers. They didn't do much drumming, but they were hilarious! I could have watched an entire show with just them.

The next day we did much of the same stuff. We went shopping for a little bit (I wanted to go to H&M) and then found a magic show that was super cheap, so we went to it. I didn't really love it. The magician wasn't very good when relating to the crowd. His magic was mind-blowing. But he kinda sucked as a stage performer.

And now is the dirty little secret part of our trip: we went gambling. I didn't use my own money (I don't know if that makes a difference) because family members had sent money that I was suppose to "gamble for them." I only had a little over $20 and I actually won $30 with Benson's $5, but I still hated loosing the rest of it! I told Ryan, "I could just take everyone's money, buy a shirt and earrings, and just tell everyone that I lost it. Then at least I would have something!" But Ryan told me that doing that would be very dishonest and I had to agree. Bummer. I don't think I was made to be a gambler.

The next day we really didn't have much to do. We had to leave in the early afternoon, and we didn't really have time to go anywhere, so while Andy and Tawnie went off to find games and food, Ryan and I decided to run shopping for a little while.
We took off from Vegas and decided to stop in Mesquite to grab a little bit of food at Wendy's. This is really where our adventure began! It just so happens that when Ryan got out of the car, he tossed the keys in the cup holders. When I got out of the car, not realizing that Ryan had left the keys in the car, I hit the lock button! So there we were.....stuck in Mesquite. No one had their cell phones and no one would let us use a phone! It was so frustrating! We finally got a hold of a lock smith, but they couldn't open up my car. It was like watching two bickering old married people argue. They finally gave up and called another guy to come over. He was out on a location, but said that he would come when he was finished. Fast forward 1.5 hours and he has arrived! Rewind to the old bickering guys: they tried for almost 2 hours to get in. Only succeeded in getting a tool stuck in my window. Back to the other guy: He had the car unlocked in under 5 minutes! It was crazy!
Needless to say, we were very behind schedule and ended up driving all the way to Moab and just spending the night. I missed a half-a-day of work the next day, but I guess that is just the way the cookie crumbles!

And that is the end of our adventure!
Here are a few pictures:








Don't ask.....