It's a dream!!: 2011

Friday, October 28, 2011

Birthday lunch with grandpa

This was the perfect way to kick off my birthday. Lunch with grandpa and the "best chocolate cake in the world". He told me that week that we were going to 'The little America' or bust!

Grandpa and birthdays = $50. All of us kids used to talk for weeks before our birthdays on how we would get $50 from grandpa and what we were going to do with it. It seemed like a million bucks. The funny thing is....I still get so excited. Cute grandpa, he knows how to make us happy :)

I love me some grandpa Bill!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Conversation

...with Alana last night.

Lane: "Have you updated your blog lately?"
Me: "Too fat."
Lane: "I know, too fat right?"
Me: "Seriously."

The funny thing is I like blogging and reading blogs. I get it though, sometimes you are just not in the mood. Too much to catch up on. Well, here is a small attempt to catch up with the wrap up of summer. I'll try to keep up a bit more this fall :)

I will miss all of these summer things!

Perfect glass lake!!!

Soaking up the sun

Having fun with friends

Doing yoga in every random place

Silver lake

Outdoor plays with mom's German cousin

Outdoor tramps on lakes

Tennis and parties at Lindy's

However, I LOVE fall. I love the the sports season. Go Aggies!!!!

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Daddy Daughter Date

Last Saturday someone asked me what I did all day. "Oh, I had a daddy daughter date." Remember those? In Young Womens when you get all dressed up and go out with your dad. It's a dream of a time. They responded with "Oh how cute! How often do you do that... like once a week?" Me "Um this one is more like once a year!"

Every summer (or at least we try for) my dad and I go on a bike ride called the WASATCH CREST TRAIL. We first started going with the Radiology department from St. Marks hospital. The trail starts up Little Cottonwood Canyon and you ride along the crest with Park City on one side and then you end up riding down Millcreek Canyon. So fun...and so hard:)

The hospital stopped inviting us a few years back. We don't know if it is because my dad is retired or they stopped doing it or....we are too slow :) Ha ha we didn't care....we started coming on our own.

We enjoyed the BEAUTIFUL wild flowers along the path.

This is part of what they call PUKE HILL. It's forever long and you want to huck your guts up along the way.

I am soooo proud of my dad. 65 and still as adventurous and athletic as ever. Within the last few years he has had a knee replacement but that didn't stop him from doing what he loves. He bikes just about every day, plays tennis, golfs, walks, lifts weights, etc. I just love that he has always been so active and has encouraged me and the whole family to be this way also.

He was riding on an old school bike with no shocks none the less. He argues that "the bike is great". Probably because he got it at a garage sale! I on the other hand, had a dreeeaaam of a bike thanks to Rosie and Bart!! :)

We finally made it to the top. Notice the snow in the background.

Just around the bend we found a girl that had fallen off her bike and broke her elbow. I got there first and said my dad was a physician and was just around the corner. You could see the relief in her eyes. He was able to offer her comfort, as someone else called the paramedics so she could be helecoptered out of there. This sling was jimmy rigged up for her in the mean time with sticks and some gauss. Nice work dad :)

This is one of our favorite camera spots. Desolation Lake. It means we are almost to the end of the trail and on our way to the glorious paved downhill ending.

We forgot to bring snacks on the ride. Not smart. So we munched on these mushrooms. We felt really weird after.

I was giggling and falling off my bike :)

Beauty at it's best.

Until next year...

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Iggy's

Yea or Nea? Go ahead and give me your opinion. I can take it, I can take it. Do you like the atmosphere, the food...the fries??(my favorite)

If you have ever seen the comments on Facebook between Kels and I it usually will involve the phrase "Iggs asap!" Yep we love it. We spare the rest of the BFF from coming every time we want to go.

This last time we went we managed to recruit Kels' fave friend Shaun. And of course we took pics of ourselves. One eyed willy style.

Loved it. Iggy's for life!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Companions

This is my favorite picture as of late. Taken yesterday with my mission comp Tracy, aka Vicki, T Dog, T money or T dizzle. People get confused what her name is sometimes because I call her Tracy (mission style by her last name) but her name is Vicki. We were at lunch the other day and Becca's date says "VICKI TRACY?! That is the coolest name I have ever heard! It's like in a movie!" Oh yea it is!! She claims the name alone won her all the school elections.

There is something special about the friendship you have with people from your mission. Especially with your companions. All the ups and downs and good times and hard times. They have seen you at your very best, most vulnerable, happiest and most worn out times. So happy to have this gem in my life.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Calm down

Do you ever feel that people sometimes just need to CHILL out? The situation at hand is usually not life or death. This is me at 5:30 AM getting ready to go to Bikram yoga with yes, a BROKEN FINGER.

Even attempting yoga this early and with the injury and all, I was half hoping/ wishing that I would get some positive feedback from the instructors such as this:

“Oh wow, way to go coming to class with your broken finger that is constantly PULSING and you can’t even use your whole hand to do the poses. Way to go to even try! Good job, 6 AM and everything!”

On no people, that was WAY too much to ask from the Bikram Natzis. My comment of the day was:

In her annoyingly calm yoga voice “Ok, soooo um even though you have a broken finger, you still need to get your arms back!!....go back, more back, WAAAAY back” as she carries on with her usual jargon.

Can I not just catch a break? I don't see anyone else in this room with a broken limb.

This summer marks 4 years that I have been doing Bikram yoga (otherwise known as yoga in a hot sweaty 110 degree room..'the torture chamber'). Obviously there is something that keeps me coming back to this rigorous work out. So much that I even go when I am out of town.

The pic above is of the Bikram yoga studio just a few blocks away from James' place. I LOVED that it is on the 5th floor with the city buildings as your view.

Alana and Trace (my die hard yogi buddies) were texting me like mad after the class to see how different/much the same the class was from our Sugar house class.

My report: "Yes girls, the lingo is across the board."

"Find comfort with in the discomfort**Push and push and push**Like a flower pedal blooming**Forehead and knee must touch**Like a Japanese ham sandwich**SWEAT SWEAT SWEAT **Lock your knee, lock your knee, lock your knee**Pulling is the object of stretching**One vertebrae at a time**Spinal twist** Breath of fire**Nomaste **

The big difference between Chicago and Utah was THE HUMIDITY!! Holy cow. I walked in and didn't think the room was that hot. 'Oh Utah is WAY hotter. This will be a breeze' I thought. About 2 min in, I was eating my words as I was sweating buckets. They said that the humidity is much harder to work in than the heat. Man did i feel good when the class was over. That is probably the main reason I keep going back though. I feel SO good after I do this work out.

Ok on to DAVID GRAY!! Beccs and I were able to go see him live at Kingsbury Hall. He was amazing live and I highly recommend going to see him. I am bringing this concert up in this post because we experienced another Natzi like experience here.

Ok, the setting is a like A ROCK CONCERT. So you think you could sing and dance and talk right? Wrong. In between songs at the beginning of the concert we were just chatting and laughing and some girl (our age....not a grandma) reaches her big arm up and starts SNAPPING in our ears! I haven't been snapped at since I was like 8. Becca turned around and she did the cut throat sign to her.

I said to Beccs "What? Did that girl just snap at us? That is soooo embarrasing!" Loud enough so she could hear of course. Sometimes I just don't get it. Why do people get so uptight? Right after that I got in trouble for taking a picture. We felt like we were in prison...at a concert!

Anyways, I still love listening to David Gray. I still go to Bikram yoga. You come to realize that when stuff like this happens it actually just makes your memories more funny to look back on. As my brother says when he goes to the Red Sox games 'It's all about the experience'.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Slip n' Slide

Guess what we were doing Saturday night? That's right slip and slide time.

Not just any slip and slide....A GIANT ONE! Yes, I know you look at this and think "My kids would LOVE that!"

I am just happy that I didn't break a bone on this thing. I did however break my finger recently while tubing, none the less. Yes, I am 11 again. Slip and slides and tubing rides.