Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Instagram is Killing my Blog (or Four Things About Each of Us)

This post is for grandmas and friends who aren't on Instagram and have no idea what we have been up to lately.  And if you are a guy and want to follow me on instagram, it probably isn't going to happen.  That is a place for me to post pics of me in my bathrobe driving Ryan to a friend's house at noon on a random Tuesday.  So I have to keep it to close girlfriends.  Anyhoo, here is what we are doing.

Buster:

1.  Buster loves to be outside.  Too bad mama hates being outside with Buster.  Thank goodness for good weather and big siblings who can keep an eye on him:


2.  Here is where Buster sits during Sacrament meeting.  I know.  I have officially given up.  I am hoping people are giving me the single mom pass:


3.  He loves Airbourne--all of my kids do.  We just discovered how fun (and expensive) it is.  I saw Bentley (from the Bachelorette) there recently (he owns it) but couldn't get a photo:


4.  He loves helping me bake cookies and will eat the dough even when it is just Crisco and sugar:


Ryan:

1.  Ryan plays on a soccer team called "Orange Crush" with his buddies.  He is the biggest and slowest kid out there but he thinks he is awesome.  Sam coaches:


2.  He goes to preschool and tries to make excuses every day for why he is too sick to go.

3.  Ryan is deathly afraid of the Chick-fil-a cow, Cosmo (he calls him "the Cougar") and the Jazz bear.  Here he is at the Jazz game hiding on the ground because he saw the Jazz bear coming up the aisle.


4.  Ry Ry spends most of his time at home in costume.  Sammie never cared about costumes the way my boys do:


Sammie:

1.  Sammie recently had a birthday party at the Lion House.  She truly has the cutest friends and they were so good.


2.  Sammie loves to dance and tumble.  If she is home, she is tumbling.  If she is outside, she is tumbling.  If she is at recess, she is tumbling.  You get the idea:


3.  She is obsessed with clothes.  Yes, this freaks me out.   Sam took her to Nordstrom to spend a birthday gift card and this is the outfit she picked out.  She told Sam he had no taste and to back off and let her shop.  Scary:


4.  She loved skiing this Spring.  She is my most adventurous kid:


Luke:

1.  Luke is playing in a Super League (competition league) for basketball this Spring and loves it.  Sam is coaching.  Luke spends a lot of time outside shooting baskets in the backyard. 


2. He went with Sam to Leapin' Leaners in March.  Luke was in HEAVEN.  He met all the Jazz players.  His favorite is Derrick Favors (I am too lazy to crop any of these photos):


3.  He got to interview Alec Burks and Luke asked him how much he makes per game.  Alema Harrington and Burks busted up laughing:


4.  Luke (and I) made this BYU football cake for the Blue and Gold banquet.  Much better than his cake last year.


Me:

1.  I have been having a lot of fun dating a guy named Cole.  He lives here in SL and has three kids.  He makes me laugh:


I tell him he looks like Paul Rudd (he will kill me for posting this):


2.  I still go to the gym most days.  I go in spurts for what I like to buy and right now I am obsessed with gym clothes and shoes.  I am currently looking for the perfect pair of fluorescent orange Nikes.  I know...the important things in life right?  Once again, glad no husband in the picture as I order and return shoes.


3.  I am in charge of making a yearbook for Luke's class for the end of the year.  Why oh why do I sign up for this stuff at the first of the year?

4.  Other than running kids to all of the aforementioned activities, I get to do lunches and dinners here and there with friends.  I went to Gourmet Dinner Night Monday night and laughed and ate the best food.  I am so lucky to have such good friends in my life.  They make me happy.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I Might Be Seeing Someone

When I was a sophomore in High School, I was totally lost in my geometry class. Luckily, my teacher was an older man with a penchant for high school girls. I picked up on this early and would simply go up to his desk 5, 6, 7 times during the class and bend over and giggle and ask for help and he would basically do all of my problems. I cringe even as I write this. I got an A in the class. The story gets worse. When Sam and I moved to our current ward, we went to church on our first Sunday and he was in our new ward! It had been 9 years but he totally remembered me.

I'm older now but apparently, still none the wiser because I'm now doing the same thing...only this time it is for free rock-chip repair.

A few months ago, I was driving on the freeway and a rock came flying off the truck in front of me and hit my windshield. The dent became a crack within days. I took it to a car wash/rock chip repair place near me where a high-energy man named Rhett repaired the crack. He was wearing a neon green tee and fanny pack. He had the voice of Ty Pennington and the face of Mr. Clean.



I didn't think another thing of it until I took my kids to the McDonald's next to the car wash for breakfast about a week later and Rhett came over to say hello. I was in sweaty workout clothes enjoying a hash brown. We made small talk and said good-bye.

Later that week, I was driving on the freeway again and took another rock to the windshield. I can't make this stuff up folks.

A couple days later, shamefully, I was back at McDonald's with my kids having lunch. I would post a picture but if I post one more pic of my baby eating fast food, DCFS is going to take him away.

Once again, I had my sexy on. I was wearing a hat with no make-up. Strangely enough, Rhett appeared and we chatted for a moment. Once again, he was wearing the neon green tee. That's when the light bulb went off in my head--free rock-chip repair! I told him about my latest incident on the freeway. He suggested we go outside and take a look. After examining it, he looked at me and said, "You're a real nice lady--so I'm going to fix it for free--can you come over right now?" Of course I said yes and we headed over.

My kids and I watched from inside the car wash as Rhett fixed the windshield. That's when I got the brilliant idea to take a picture of Rhett for my blog. I snuck around the back of the building and took the picture from behind a tree. He totally turned and saw me! What's worse, is he got a big smile on his face. Finally, I mosied over to where he was working on the windshield. He told me he was done and that he would fix my windshield for free anytime. I feel like I'm back in high school--gotta pay the piper. I'm going to have to start wearing lipstick to McDonald's.