Thankful

I am.

For this:

That's all.
LOVE

ugh umph blah

...words to explain my mid semester burn-out. I am just plum tuckered out. I slept fifteen hours in 7 days last week. No biggie. I can't think of a single person who needs more than 2 hours of sleep a day. Freak I would be lucky to get that. More like a few hours the first few nights than 3 solid days of none. NONE. No exaggerations here...who needs to exaggerate when your life is as crazy as mine? According to a few senior friends of mine...I look healthy today. I don't think I have ever been told I looked healthy before.
Its odd.
I am wishing with all my little heart that school would just be over. I want to be a grown up. I am tired of being in school..I am freakin 24 years old people! I am no spring chicken! I have been in college almost as long as I was in elementary school. FOR REAL.
gross
Well I wish I had something awesomely witty to say. All I have to say is that sometimes all I want is my jammas and a cozy bed.
oh and a time machine
Is that too much too ask? Hope all is well in ya'lls neck of the woods!
Savor your sleep!

Sha la la la la

I love how when you hear a song it will flash you back to a certain place and time. I can't help but stop and reminisce....

Suddenly its 8th grade and I am laying in front of my boom box and staring at the cd insert and wishing with all my heart that JC Chavez secretly knows how beautiful our babies would be.

Hearing Blink 182 in the Wendy's parking lot with my best friend and her way cool older friends

Eating a #2 meal from McDonald's with my best friend, listening to Van Halen in my favorite ACDC shirt. Skipping school and feeling like the coolest thing to hit Alta.

Driving in the car with my first boyfriend wearing his cowboy hat and singing my favorite song with all the best actions I can muster while the sweet summer sunset lights up the car as he smiles at me like there is nothing better.

Dancing as provocatively as possible in front of my dining room window while avoiding homework like the plague with my best friends. In the cold cold Logan winter. (Jazz Hands) ......I just died in your arms tonight!

Finding myself in a relationship I didn't know I was in due to the most obnoxious song Jimmy Fallon ever wrote. It still makes me smile.

Dancing with my sweetie at our wedding, feeling the sweet bliss and excitement of a new life. relishing in the moment and pleading with heaven to let it last just a second longer.

Being halfway across the world, standing in a sacred place and singing a beautiful hymn. Hearing the sweet harmony of three different languages and feeling my saviors embrace. Knowing that although the 5500 mile distance from my family feels far, its nothing compared to the eternity I have to share with them.

Cheesy as this may be, I can't help but love those moments. I love feeling swept away and feeling that little warm and bubbly even if for a moment. Its things like this that get me through the day.

Epiphany!

It has recently been brought to my attention that my backpack is especially nerdy. It appears as if I am about to scale a mountain or go backpacking in the Catskills. Everyone agrees...I have a serious backpack. Problem is apparently in my major...everyone is too cool for backpacks. They all carry fabulous carryall bags or chic patterned bags. I am the outsider. I never even realized due to the fact that I am usually running in seconds before class starts and desperately trying to maintain composure.
A lovely man with long curly locks of hair and skinny pants made a verbal note of it.
Talk about embarrassing, a man who looks better in skin tight pants than I do, called me out on a fashion faux pas.

I decided I can't just go get some kind of bag because I am way too in love with all the pockets and waterproofedness and comfy totability. I sat and I thought....and thought.....and thought. Then it hit me like lightening.

Diaper bags!!

They have ample pockets, waterproofing, storage, will fit my laptop, and are freaking adorable!
I am a convert...I don't care that I dont have kids...I will never be ashamed of carrying
a diaper bag in substitution of a backpack.
now the only problem is getting hubs to agree that hundreds of dinero
is totally worth it for this:

Lake Powell

I went. It was sunny and a bit rainy. More like Monsoons with 70 mph winds. None the less we had fun. We played extreme water spoons. Its like regular Spoons but instead you use waterproof cards and water bottles that you throw out into the Lake. When someone gets 4 of a kind...everyone races into the lake and swims like mad to get a water bottle.....SUPER FUN! Our Air Matress almost blew away a bunch. It also has a slow leak, which equates to a large taco like shape with Ty and I in the middle. The Taco filling if you will. Basically what all of this boils down to is not so much on the sleep end of things. Oh well..it was well worth the sacrifice. Now back to work and reality. Boo. School starts in a week and I am so not looking forward to it. I am looking forward to being in the same place as my husband at all times. Sucks living a double life in two cities.

I am having serious mournful feelings for the end of summer. Where did it go? It went too fast. I am so sad, and I can't believe it came and went. Snow cones, pool time, sunsets, playing outside, and lounging without a feeling of complete panic at the next school days agenda is just too lovely to give up. Please don't leave so soon!

OH! I also may have accidentally wrecked my Jet ski into my sister in laws...and threw her off of it. No one knows yet.....SHH!

gross

I went to a work out class this morning and half way through some sort of Alien life form started using my uterus as a punching bag, while wearing
Freddy Kruger nails.
To quote one of my favorite movies;
"It feels like I am shitting a knife!"
Needless to say I spent the rest of my workout walking at 3 miles an hour on a treadmill
while everyone else watched from afar as they
worked their butts and legs into submission.
I told them it was lower back pain.
They soooo believed me.
I AM A HUMBLED WUSS.
40 year old woman kicked my trash.
Its going to be a great day.

Super Duper Awesome.

My life changes a lot. It changed last week. I still have no desire to write about it. Basically Ty and I are homeless. We bounce from moms house to friends houses on the weekends, and back to moms house. Its super fun. My entire collection of possessions are in a Storage Unit. Again Super Awesome. I need to find a house to live in before school starts. Maybe later I will tell you more details. Maybe. For now I am relishing in the peace of Sunday naps, and design blogs.
LOVE