Cheesy

I think I have mentioned this before, but just in case I havent, I have to say I love cheesy country songs, love them. I love the songs that tell a story, you know, the couple meets, falls in love, gets married, I love those songs. I love that they are happy, that they focus on being grateful for what you have, the people in your life, and well basically the important things. Anyway, as I have had a long drive this semester I have had the opportunity to hear plenty of cheese on the radio (you know in between Glenn Beck, Dr. Laura, Talk of the Nation, Diane Reams, and Morning Edition). I recently ran across a song that...well you should hear if you love country cheese.

Rant

Sometimes there are things that just make me angry. I cant describe how angry they make me. I realize that it isn’t the object, the individual, or even the situation in particular that make me want to scream, it is just me not wanting to let go of something small, but still, there are things that make my blood boil. One of the things that makes my blood boil are people that say that “college isn’t for them”, well no it is just people under 30 that say that. I don’t understand that comment, I don’t understand the people that take semesters off, less than half loads, or easy classes. I realize that my college experience isn’t the same as everyone else’s, I even realize that my plans might not be the best for someone else, but still this phrase makes me want to scream. What is it about college that isn’t for you? Is the great learning environment, the increased job potential, or is it just the fact that people don’t get rich going to college that gets you?  STOP MAKING EXCUSES, go to class, get a major and move on with your life.

Another thing that ticks me off, rubs me the wrong way, and makes me want to scream is BYU parking. If you have ever had the misfortune of trying to park at BYU you understand my pain. There is something about searching Y lot after Y lot only to pass by empty A lots that just makes me furious. Just thinking about it makes my blood pressure rise- I had a bad parking experience this morning.

 

UGH!!!!!!

The House... Today... 2 weeks and counting

There has been some progress on our house! We are pretty excited

Our driveway, we HAVE A DRIVEWAY! 

The walkway up to the front door. Exciting! Brian was there while they poured it. 

The back of the house and the patio, Brian says they painted the house, it looks the same to me. 

The master bathroom, a tiny bit larger than Wymount

Looking at the kitchen from the dining room

This is where the stove is going to be

The backsplash above the stove

The kitchen sink (it is covered in plastic, dont worry)
The lovely backsplash above the stove, the grout is missing but you get the idea. 

The front of the house with the driveway! Now we just need grass (and a few dozen other things)

Living the Dream or So To Speak

I have a professor that says, "Living the dream, or so to speak" on a daily basis. Usually, this phrase comes up in the context of discussing tasks my classmates and I are likely to perform during the course of our careers. Every time I hear this phrase I chuckle a little bit, but as I have been getting ready to graduate, move into a home, and start my "real life" I have spent a bit of time thinking about this, and as is usually the case I ended up with more questions than answers, questions like,  what is the dream I am chasing? How will I know when I have reached my goal? Is the journey just as good as the end result? Well let's just say I have more questions than answers. I spoke with another professor the other day, she asked how things were going, what my plans were after graduation etc. I told her I was looking for a job, but not having any luck. I also mentioned that we were just about to buy our first house, and that we were grateful Brian had been able to find a good job. She told me we were living the dream, so it got me thinking again, is this the dream? Are we living it already, and we didnt even know it? As i look back I would have to say we have lived a pretty charmed life, granted this has not been without sacrifice, hard work, and disappointment, but still all of that, plus daily blessings have helped put us on the path we want to be on. So I guess I am living the dream [or so to speak]. 

Happy Halloween

I wish I had a better Halloween picture of the cute kids, sadly the only one I could find had me in it, but look how cute they were (minus Caleb who went to bed early). Hopefully I will get some better pictures from Diana!

Progress on the House, ____ weeks and counting!

So there has been a bit (just a bit) of progress on our house. We are still not sure about the closing date but we have been assured that we will have the keys by November 20th, cross your fingers that it works out, but this is where we are this week. 

The side view, not that you really needed it, but now you can see what our house looks like from the corner
All the bricks are finally done! Yay!
This will be the kitchen sink and the dishwasher (in just a few days we hope)
looking into the kitchen from the family room 
the other side, i am just happy the bricks are done so you have to suffer through all the pictures of them. 
I believe this is one of the bedrooms. 
the master bathroom! 2 sinks and cabinet space! this section is almost as big are our entire wymount bathroom, and this is a pretty little bathroom. 
the dining area, notice the light fixture (not my favorite) but we have light!
master shower and headknocker cabinet (we didnt know about this little addition until after the fact)
The kitchen. 

Finding the Perfect Pair of Jeans

I am convinced that finding the perfect jeans is harder than solving world hunger. I know that is a pretty extreme example, but this is a serious thing. Let me explain, I am convinced that 90% of the jeans out there are made for people with short legs, a larger mid section, and abnormaly large knees. I know this sounds odd, let's just say I dont have large knees or short legs so finding jeans that fit is a bit difficult. How do you find those perfect jeans that are tighter in the right places, and loose enough in others to hide what you arent particularly fond of. Let's say you are lucky enough to find a pair of jeans that fit okay, why are these ones always the ripped, bleached, or ugly wash jeans? Why do the mean jeans people think that everyone in my size loves to look like a homeless person? Maybe i am overly concerned about this because I havent ever been able to find jeans that fit just right, I have tried the boy cut, the high waters, the extra wide, everything except the skinny jeans (which make everyone look exceptionally obese). Brian can tell you I have quite a few jeans, most worn just a few times before being rejected because of one thing or another, this brings me to a recent event. I recently bought some new jeans, they arent the perfect jeans but they will do for now, they were the right color, the right material (not that spandex jeans hybrid), they werent too tight, they werent too expensive, they were a little too long (but seriously i will live with that), as I stood in line waiting to pay (and waiting for the salesgirl to call every store between St. George and Boise to find 2 pairs in the same size and color) I started to wonder where were these jeans when i was 16 and so self conscious that my pants never fit right? So here is my request for the jeans designers, please make jeans that fit normal people, stop making the ugly bleached ripped jeans in the normal size, save those for... no one.