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After the movie, we enjoyed dinner at the Olive Garden. Yummy!
I love spending time with my sweetheart..and I love that Kyle's old enough that we can have him babysit if we want to...
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Showing posts with label Jen. Show all posts
Friday, October 7, 2011
Date Night
Cole and I had planned to go to Frightmares by ourselves tonight...but the weather did not cooperate. So, I dragged him to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows...part 2. He hadn't seen it yet, and I wanted to see it again on the big screen.
After the movie, we enjoyed dinner at the Olive Garden. Yummy!
I love spending time with my sweetheart..and I love that Kyle's old enough that we can have him babysit if we want to...
After the movie, we enjoyed dinner at the Olive Garden. Yummy!
I love spending time with my sweetheart..and I love that Kyle's old enough that we can have him babysit if we want to...
Saturday, September 10, 2011
My First 5K...The Classic Race
I started out walking at the beginning of the summer. I like to walk, and I wanted to increase my cardiovascular fitness, as well as set a good example for my kids. I walked for a couple of weeks, but realized that I needed to push myself a little harder. So, I started running. Now, I am NOT a born runner. I have hated running since my mom tried to get me to run with her when I was in junior high and high school. I knew, however, that I needed more than walking (which I love) to amp up my fitness.
The first time I tried running I was sick after 50 feet. However, I kept up a little at a time, doing intervals of walking and running. I was doing laps at the elementary school's track, and by the end of July I had worked up to alternating running 2 laps, walking 1, then running another 2 laps, and walking home. I was really pleased with my progress. I no longer hated running, though I don't think I will ever LOVE it. I do like the way I feel after I run, and I like the strength and changes I've seen in my body.
I got an email at work for The Classic Race, which benefits Heart Services at Intermountain Health Care. Employees were given a discounted registration fee, and a bunch of people I work with were signing up, so I decided to sign up too. Then I had a minor bout of anxiety...how was I going to run 3 miles? Sure, I'd been run/walking 3+ miles all summer, but still...all together? With people I work with (some of whom are amazing runners)? Then I decided it was a really good goal, and who cared if I had to walk some of it?
I pushed up my training, and by the end of August I was able to run 3 miles without stopping to walk. So, I felt ready for the race. I found someone to cover the second half of my shift on Friday night (thanks Lisa!), and tried to get a good nights sleep...
I woke bright and EARLY Saturday morning. I had asked for advice on what to eat, so I had a small breakfast and headed to the course. I got my number pinned on, and met up with my co-workers...
We hadn't found everyone yet when we took this, so we had to take another one a bit later...
And we still missed a few....
The 10K people started off at 8, and then at 8:05, we 5Kers started. I started out pretty strong, and did the first mile in 9 1/2 minutes...but toward the end of the first mile I started feeling queasy. I was sick the entire 2nd mile. I had to speed walk about 1/3 of it, trying not to heave on the side of the road. Apparently, I took the wrong advice about what to eat...live and learn. By mile 3, however, I was feeling a bit better and ran the rest of the race. I finished with a time of 34 minutes, 12.4 seconds. I was really pleased with my time, especially with being sick during mile 2. I was shooting for 35 minutes, orginally. My husband brought the kids to cheer for me at the finish line, and it meant so much to me to have them there. It was a good morning.
I had a really busy rest of my day. I stuck around to watch the awards, and then I rushed home, showered and got myself and Talia ready, and headed to Salt Lake for a family bridal shower. I had to snap a picture of me and my best girl...and my new haircut.
On our way home, we got caught up in a MASSIVE group of Harley riders....riding in honor of 9/11. I got this pic while driving...just forgive all the spots on my rearview mirror. :)
It doesn't even show the scope, there had to be at least 400 riders going down the freeway. I was annoyed because it took me a lot longer to get home, but I appreciated the significance and the remembrance.
All in all, it was a really good day. And I was wiped out for 3 days afterwards...:)
The first time I tried running I was sick after 50 feet. However, I kept up a little at a time, doing intervals of walking and running. I was doing laps at the elementary school's track, and by the end of July I had worked up to alternating running 2 laps, walking 1, then running another 2 laps, and walking home. I was really pleased with my progress. I no longer hated running, though I don't think I will ever LOVE it. I do like the way I feel after I run, and I like the strength and changes I've seen in my body.
I got an email at work for The Classic Race, which benefits Heart Services at Intermountain Health Care. Employees were given a discounted registration fee, and a bunch of people I work with were signing up, so I decided to sign up too. Then I had a minor bout of anxiety...how was I going to run 3 miles? Sure, I'd been run/walking 3+ miles all summer, but still...all together? With people I work with (some of whom are amazing runners)? Then I decided it was a really good goal, and who cared if I had to walk some of it?
I pushed up my training, and by the end of August I was able to run 3 miles without stopping to walk. So, I felt ready for the race. I found someone to cover the second half of my shift on Friday night (thanks Lisa!), and tried to get a good nights sleep...
I woke bright and EARLY Saturday morning. I had asked for advice on what to eat, so I had a small breakfast and headed to the course. I got my number pinned on, and met up with my co-workers...
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| From September 2011 |
We hadn't found everyone yet when we took this, so we had to take another one a bit later...
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And we still missed a few....
The 10K people started off at 8, and then at 8:05, we 5Kers started. I started out pretty strong, and did the first mile in 9 1/2 minutes...but toward the end of the first mile I started feeling queasy. I was sick the entire 2nd mile. I had to speed walk about 1/3 of it, trying not to heave on the side of the road. Apparently, I took the wrong advice about what to eat...live and learn. By mile 3, however, I was feeling a bit better and ran the rest of the race. I finished with a time of 34 minutes, 12.4 seconds. I was really pleased with my time, especially with being sick during mile 2. I was shooting for 35 minutes, orginally. My husband brought the kids to cheer for me at the finish line, and it meant so much to me to have them there. It was a good morning.
I had a really busy rest of my day. I stuck around to watch the awards, and then I rushed home, showered and got myself and Talia ready, and headed to Salt Lake for a family bridal shower. I had to snap a picture of me and my best girl...and my new haircut.
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| From September 2011 |
On our way home, we got caught up in a MASSIVE group of Harley riders....riding in honor of 9/11. I got this pic while driving...just forgive all the spots on my rearview mirror. :)
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| From September 2011 |
It doesn't even show the scope, there had to be at least 400 riders going down the freeway. I was annoyed because it took me a lot longer to get home, but I appreciated the significance and the remembrance.
All in all, it was a really good day. And I was wiped out for 3 days afterwards...:)
Monday, May 30, 2011
Repo! The Genetic Opera
Cole and I spent my birthday weekend in Salt Lake. We headed down around noon on Friday. We went to the Gateway, had lunch, and shopped. Later, we checked into our hotel room (Little America...we love it there!), then went down to the Fashion Place mall to do a little more shopping. We went out for a nice dinner at The Bombay House, and then we hung out in our room for awhile until it was time to go.
Because the main reason we were staying overnight in SLC was to see a shadowcast of Repo! The Genetic Opera.
Repo! is a "goth" opera. It's music is rock and roll bordering on heavy metal, with some real opera mixed in. The music is superb if you can appreciate the genre. The story is fascinating...in the future, organ failure rate is very high and catastrophic to the human race. A company called Geneco manufactures organs, and offers them on payment plans. However, if you're 90 days past due, they send the Repo man to come repossess....
We've gone for the last 2 years. This year was better than last year...it seems it's finally coming into it's own. This year, I also got some excellent pictures...my camera keeps proving over and over how good it is in low light.
Before the show...
a "Genter"
GraveRobber and some fans...a lot of the fans dressed up.
The Repo Man...
The Graverobber is a drug dealer for Zydrate...an incredibly addictive painkiller used during the transplants. He steals it from the bodies of the dead....
Graverobber with some of his clients...one of whom is the daughter of Geneco founder Rotti Largo
The Repo man and his daughter when he's dying...
It was so much fun, I already can't wait to go back when they do it again next year. After the show, we spent the night in Salt Lake, and headed back to Ogden in the morning. I wasn't able to get my entire Saturday shift off, so I had to be back.
I had a great Birthday...35's been pretty good to me so far!!
Because the main reason we were staying overnight in SLC was to see a shadowcast of Repo! The Genetic Opera.
Repo! is a "goth" opera. It's music is rock and roll bordering on heavy metal, with some real opera mixed in. The music is superb if you can appreciate the genre. The story is fascinating...in the future, organ failure rate is very high and catastrophic to the human race. A company called Geneco manufactures organs, and offers them on payment plans. However, if you're 90 days past due, they send the Repo man to come repossess....
We've gone for the last 2 years. This year was better than last year...it seems it's finally coming into it's own. This year, I also got some excellent pictures...my camera keeps proving over and over how good it is in low light.
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Before the show...
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a "Genter"
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GraveRobber and some fans...a lot of the fans dressed up.
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The Repo Man...
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The Graverobber is a drug dealer for Zydrate...an incredibly addictive painkiller used during the transplants. He steals it from the bodies of the dead....
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Graverobber with some of his clients...one of whom is the daughter of Geneco founder Rotti Largo
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The Repo man and his daughter when he's dying...
It was so much fun, I already can't wait to go back when they do it again next year. After the show, we spent the night in Salt Lake, and headed back to Ogden in the morning. I wasn't able to get my entire Saturday shift off, so I had to be back.
I had a great Birthday...35's been pretty good to me so far!!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Solitary Ski Day
I was dying to try out my new ski equipment, so despite the fact that no one else could go, I headed up to Snowbasin yesterday. It doesn't bother me to ski alone. A sweet playlist on my iPod, beautiful weather, and great snow contributed to a very phyically active yet mentally relaxing day.
I bought K2 "Inspired Luv" skis, Salomon "Irony Breeze" boots, and cheap poles. I wasn't intending to buy boots, but they were on sale for a great price. At that point I was stuck buying poles too, so I bought the least expensive option, figuring I can upgrade later if I want. I was excited about the ski's, all my research told me that I would most likely be happy with them. I was a little more hesitant about the boots. Despite the salesperson's assurance that Salomon boots are built for warmth and comfort, I was a little worried about the price point. My boots (before the sale) were around $300. There are boots on the market for twice that and up, would I be happy with a less expensive model? The only other ski boots I have ever owned were a Christmas gift when I was a junior in High School. I HATED them. After even one run, my toes and then my feet would be numb. Painfully numb. I now know that they probably weren't fitted properly, but I never wanted to tell my parents that I hated them after they spent so much money. I really think those boots were the reason I stopped loving skiing in those days.
I LOVED my new ski's. I could tell from the moment I started down my first run of the day. They are a "mock" twin tip, so I was worried about weather or not I'd be able to manage them. I shouldn't of been, I guess that's what happens when you rent equipment for 3 years. With good ski's, my body remembered that it was a good skier. I had absolutely no problems, and felt confidence to attempt more difficult runs that I wouldn't have attempted in rental ski's.
I also loved my new boots. They were very comfortable, easy to get on and off, and my feet stayed nice and warm. Even after my toe warmers stopped working, my feet stayed warm through the afternoon. I'm so glad I took advantage of the sale.
It was a beautiful, sunny day up on the slopes.
Up above the icky inversion that is settled in the valley right now, the air was clear and relatively warm.
As always, the scenery does not disappoint....
I spent the morning over on the Strawberry Gondola side, headed back over to the Needles Lodge for a yummy lunch of pizza and a Cream Cheese Danish (I've decided, I really need to learn how to make that particular yummy treat), and skied most of the afternoon over at Strawberry as well. Around 2, I decided to head over to the Porcupine side of the mountain. I rode that lift to the top, I wanted to see what the snow was like over there. I could not find bad snow yesterday. Despite the fact that it's been a bit since the last storm, the snow still had a packed powder consistency on the groomed runs. Even in places out of my comfort zone, the snow wasn't bad, just unfamiliar. I still managed just fine. I spent the day practicing Carving, taking a few risks, and remembering not to be lazy with my poles. By the time my last run of the day came, I knew my body was tired. My mind, however, was elated at the amazing day I'd had.
How could it not be, surrounded by great snow and images like this?
I'm already looking forward to another ski day...I'll be planning it as soon as my schedule comes out.
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I bought K2 "Inspired Luv" skis, Salomon "Irony Breeze" boots, and cheap poles. I wasn't intending to buy boots, but they were on sale for a great price. At that point I was stuck buying poles too, so I bought the least expensive option, figuring I can upgrade later if I want. I was excited about the ski's, all my research told me that I would most likely be happy with them. I was a little more hesitant about the boots. Despite the salesperson's assurance that Salomon boots are built for warmth and comfort, I was a little worried about the price point. My boots (before the sale) were around $300. There are boots on the market for twice that and up, would I be happy with a less expensive model? The only other ski boots I have ever owned were a Christmas gift when I was a junior in High School. I HATED them. After even one run, my toes and then my feet would be numb. Painfully numb. I now know that they probably weren't fitted properly, but I never wanted to tell my parents that I hated them after they spent so much money. I really think those boots were the reason I stopped loving skiing in those days.
I LOVED my new ski's. I could tell from the moment I started down my first run of the day. They are a "mock" twin tip, so I was worried about weather or not I'd be able to manage them. I shouldn't of been, I guess that's what happens when you rent equipment for 3 years. With good ski's, my body remembered that it was a good skier. I had absolutely no problems, and felt confidence to attempt more difficult runs that I wouldn't have attempted in rental ski's.
I also loved my new boots. They were very comfortable, easy to get on and off, and my feet stayed nice and warm. Even after my toe warmers stopped working, my feet stayed warm through the afternoon. I'm so glad I took advantage of the sale.
It was a beautiful, sunny day up on the slopes.
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| From January 2011 |
Up above the icky inversion that is settled in the valley right now, the air was clear and relatively warm.
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| From January 2011 |
As always, the scenery does not disappoint....
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I spent the morning over on the Strawberry Gondola side, headed back over to the Needles Lodge for a yummy lunch of pizza and a Cream Cheese Danish (I've decided, I really need to learn how to make that particular yummy treat), and skied most of the afternoon over at Strawberry as well. Around 2, I decided to head over to the Porcupine side of the mountain. I rode that lift to the top, I wanted to see what the snow was like over there. I could not find bad snow yesterday. Despite the fact that it's been a bit since the last storm, the snow still had a packed powder consistency on the groomed runs. Even in places out of my comfort zone, the snow wasn't bad, just unfamiliar. I still managed just fine. I spent the day practicing Carving, taking a few risks, and remembering not to be lazy with my poles. By the time my last run of the day came, I knew my body was tired. My mind, however, was elated at the amazing day I'd had.
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How could it not be, surrounded by great snow and images like this?
I'm already looking forward to another ski day...I'll be planning it as soon as my schedule comes out.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Hard Lessons...
4 weeks ago today was my regular appointment for a cut and color. My hair was looking good, so we didn't feel like we needed to trim it...we just did the color and texturized it a bit.
3 weeks ago today, I was out running errands. I was at Ulta, picking up some things with my coupon, and remembered a product I wanted to try. It was this...
My hair is naturally curly, and I straighten it because with the way I have it colored, it just looks better straight. This "Blow Dry Perfector" had been getting good reviews from the women's magazines, and I was intrigued. Would this make it easier/quicker to dry and straighten my hair?
I bought it and read the instructions carefully. The kit has 2 steps. First a "serum" that goes on washed (but not conditioned) hair, is left on for 20-30 minutes and rinsed. Step 2 is a smoothing cream...you put it on your rinsed hair, blow dry, and straighten with an iron..
First off, the serum smelled like a perm. As I've always liked the smell of perms, I wasn't too concerned. However, I was concerned about the fact that the kit said specfically not to condition the hair...my hair tends to be dry. I pressed on. I got done with step 2, and blew dry my hair. It took about the same amount of time, but it dried smoother and a lot less frizzy than normal. I used my straightener (with my normal heat protectant spray), and it was easier to straighten. My only complaint at that point was that my hair seemed really dry. Actually the underside pieces of my hair, which usually get damp or wet when I shower, stayed straight instead of curling back up. I was impressed.
I can usually get away with only washing my hair once a week, so I didn't see any problems the first week. I washed it after a week, deep conditioned (which I always do when I wash), and blew it dry again. The blow dry was easier again this week. However, once my hair was dry, it was apparent that the ends of it were damaged. They were fried, and a lot of them were starting to split. I straightened my hair, taking care to make sure my heat protectant coated the strands completely.
My hair was TERRIBLE the second week. The ends tangled constantly and they started breaking off in 1/4 inch to 1/2 inch pieces. My bathroom was covered with small pieces of my abused hair. No matter what I did, the ends looked terrible.
Week 3, I deep conditioned again after washing. (I should note, I don't use shampoo anymore, I use WEN, a "cleansing conditioner" that I LOVE!). I used the WEN Re-Moist intensive hair treatment, making sure to coat the ends especially. The ends of my hair were better this week, but still breaking off occasionally.
Week 4, it was apparent that my hair was going to need more than a trim to fix it. Enough of my hair had broken off that it was really uneven in places, and a whole chunk was gone on the left side of my ear.
I went to get my hair done again today. I ended up losing about 3 inches of the hair I've been growing out...6 months worth. {{sigh}}
Hard lessons.
The new me
Oh well, hair grows. At least it looks and feels good again.
As for the product...it does work as advertised. However, if your hair is at all processed, damaged, or delicate, use at your own risk.
****P.S. When I was searching for a pic of the "perfector", I came across a link that was reviews on the product. Out of curiosity, I started reading them, and discovered I am really lucky to have only lost 3 inches of hair. TONS of people have hair falling off in chunks, their natural curl is destroyed, or smooth, shiny curls have been transformed into hair that feels like hay. At least 3/4ths of the people who've used this are having to cut their hair short. I feel pretty lucky.
3 weeks ago today, I was out running errands. I was at Ulta, picking up some things with my coupon, and remembered a product I wanted to try. It was this...
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My hair is naturally curly, and I straighten it because with the way I have it colored, it just looks better straight. This "Blow Dry Perfector" had been getting good reviews from the women's magazines, and I was intrigued. Would this make it easier/quicker to dry and straighten my hair?
I bought it and read the instructions carefully. The kit has 2 steps. First a "serum" that goes on washed (but not conditioned) hair, is left on for 20-30 minutes and rinsed. Step 2 is a smoothing cream...you put it on your rinsed hair, blow dry, and straighten with an iron..
First off, the serum smelled like a perm. As I've always liked the smell of perms, I wasn't too concerned. However, I was concerned about the fact that the kit said specfically not to condition the hair...my hair tends to be dry. I pressed on. I got done with step 2, and blew dry my hair. It took about the same amount of time, but it dried smoother and a lot less frizzy than normal. I used my straightener (with my normal heat protectant spray), and it was easier to straighten. My only complaint at that point was that my hair seemed really dry. Actually the underside pieces of my hair, which usually get damp or wet when I shower, stayed straight instead of curling back up. I was impressed.
I can usually get away with only washing my hair once a week, so I didn't see any problems the first week. I washed it after a week, deep conditioned (which I always do when I wash), and blew it dry again. The blow dry was easier again this week. However, once my hair was dry, it was apparent that the ends of it were damaged. They were fried, and a lot of them were starting to split. I straightened my hair, taking care to make sure my heat protectant coated the strands completely.
My hair was TERRIBLE the second week. The ends tangled constantly and they started breaking off in 1/4 inch to 1/2 inch pieces. My bathroom was covered with small pieces of my abused hair. No matter what I did, the ends looked terrible.
Week 3, I deep conditioned again after washing. (I should note, I don't use shampoo anymore, I use WEN, a "cleansing conditioner" that I LOVE!). I used the WEN Re-Moist intensive hair treatment, making sure to coat the ends especially. The ends of my hair were better this week, but still breaking off occasionally.
Week 4, it was apparent that my hair was going to need more than a trim to fix it. Enough of my hair had broken off that it was really uneven in places, and a whole chunk was gone on the left side of my ear.
I went to get my hair done again today. I ended up losing about 3 inches of the hair I've been growing out...6 months worth. {{sigh}}
Hard lessons.
The new me
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Oh well, hair grows. At least it looks and feels good again.
As for the product...it does work as advertised. However, if your hair is at all processed, damaged, or delicate, use at your own risk.
****P.S. When I was searching for a pic of the "perfector", I came across a link that was reviews on the product. Out of curiosity, I started reading them, and discovered I am really lucky to have only lost 3 inches of hair. TONS of people have hair falling off in chunks, their natural curl is destroyed, or smooth, shiny curls have been transformed into hair that feels like hay. At least 3/4ths of the people who've used this are having to cut their hair short. I feel pretty lucky.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Mom's Playtime!
I had 3 days in a row off this week. I also got called off on Tuesday, so I had 3 full days, with sleep, to do whatever I wanted to do.
Did some fall cleaning, and got my Autumn/Halloween decorations out...
Made some baby bracelets for a good friend's soon to be born Granddaughter...
Made some new hair "bows" for Talia (and a huge thanks to Morgan, for the ideas, and Sherri, for volunteering her house!)
Created a functional workspace in my craft room...
(now, if I can only keep it that way!)
And finally, took pizza over to Grandma and Grandpa's house while we visited...
I've had a lot of fun this week.
Did some fall cleaning, and got my Autumn/Halloween decorations out...
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Made some baby bracelets for a good friend's soon to be born Granddaughter...
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Made some new hair "bows" for Talia (and a huge thanks to Morgan, for the ideas, and Sherri, for volunteering her house!)
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Created a functional workspace in my craft room...
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And finally, took pizza over to Grandma and Grandpa's house while we visited...
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I've had a lot of fun this week.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
"Soft me Mommy!"
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Monday, March 8, 2010
Friday
Last Friday Cole and I had a rare day off together. We took advantage by running some errands together, then going out to lunch. We ended up choosing to go to TGI Fridays...it was yummy and we had a lot of fun.
(I know it's just my imagination, but it feels like everyone I know dropped off the face of the planet this week...I'm feeling a bit isolated...just that time of year).
Also, last week when the weather was still nice, we decided to take a walk down to the assisted living to see my grandpa. Talia INSISTED that her bear must come with us....
Alec rode his bike...that's him in the background.
I have 3 days off this week, and I'm hoping to get a lot of fun projects started....
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(I know it's just my imagination, but it feels like everyone I know dropped off the face of the planet this week...I'm feeling a bit isolated...just that time of year).
Also, last week when the weather was still nice, we decided to take a walk down to the assisted living to see my grandpa. Talia INSISTED that her bear must come with us....
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Alec rode his bike...that's him in the background.
I have 3 days off this week, and I'm hoping to get a lot of fun projects started....
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Our Story...
It's been almost 16 years since Our Story began. Cole and I were introduced our junior year of high school. He was casually dating one of my friends, and I had a boyfriend. Then, when one of my closest friends wanted to date him, I told her not to, because at the time, he was kind of a scary guy. (He really was, I promise Jude! :))
Fast forward to our senior year. I no longer had a boyfriend, and had been hurt by a different boy who I had greatly respected and trusted. I had spent half my sophmore and junior years with a boyfriend, who was a good boy and very nice. Our relationship had run its course, however, and in the mean time my group of friends from early high school had fractured. Another group of girls I was friendly with "took me in", so to speak, but I was still a little lonely. Cole and I had AP Psychology together. He was visibly different than the scary guy he had been just the previous spring. I later found out that he had exited the bad stuff he was into, and had been praying for the Lord to send him someone to help him along. We became friendly. I developed a raging crush on him, helped along by the fact that one of his good friends and one of my good friends were a couple. They pushed us together. However, I had been hurt and betrayed over the summer, and I wasn't in any hurry to jump into another serious relationship. Cole was very patient, however, and came to my defense when [jerky, betraying, boy] was even more cruel. I started to fall hard for him. He was my friend first, but I could TALK to him...when we finally got around to actually going on a date (November of 1993), I knew on our first date that I was going to marry him. That he was my soulmate. We dated through high school, I went to Weber State, and he got a good job with good insurance so we could get married. On August 10, 1995, we married in the Bountiful Temple. We were 19 years old, which for some would be very young, but we had both always been old for our age. I have NEVER, NEVER, NEVER had one moment of regret that we married young. We have had our ups and downs, as all couples do, but we are a perfect match, and I am blessed to have him as my partner in everthing. Love you, babe!
So, it's our 14th Anniversary tomorrow. I decided we would take a little trip. We have both always been into music and plays...in fact, one of the first conversations I remember having with Cole, in our psychology class, was about the fact that I was going to Cats when it came to Capitol Theater. My grandparents had 4 tickets, and were taking my mom and me with them. He was envious, and we talked at length that day about the play, other plays, etc. Last summer, my mom and I had tickets to 2 plays at the Utah Opera Festival (again, courtesy of my grandparents...they are the best!) We had a great time, but it made me want to take my husband with me. I bought tickets back in March for Camelot and for Carmen. We've been really excited....
So, Thursday after Cole got home we set off. It was windy and the air was icky dirty, but it did make the sun look all cool and red/orangy
We drove up Sardine Canyon, and Cole was in a picture mood, so we got plenty of scenery pictures...
It's too bad this isn't the prettiest time of year, I love Sardine canyon but especially in the spring and fall...
We arrived in Logan, checked into our hotel, and then headed over to the Ellen Eccles Theater for the performance of Camelot. We had great seats, first row Mezzanine, right in the center.
While we were waiting for showtime, we noticed a lot of people standing up and looking over the edge. Shortly, the reason was divulged...
President Thomas S. Monson was there for the performance. How Cool is that? He is a close family friend of the actress who played Guinevere. Cole teased me a bit for being a little "starstruck", but I couldn't help but try to get a picture...and I could feel the strong spirit of being in the presence of a prophet of God. Way cool.
The performance was great...but I'd forgotton how terribly sad Camelot really is. The cast did a spectacular job.
After the performance, we picked up a late dinner, and went back to our hotel. In the morning, my early rising husband was very kind to let me sleep in. He went out wandering, taking pictures all over Logan. After I woke up and got ready, we had some time to kill before the performance of Carmen. We decided to drive up Logan Canyon for awhile.
We have always loved Logan Canyon. It's a beautiful drive at all times of the year.
We made it up to Rick's Spring.
We have always wanted to stop there, but have never had the opportunity. We had the time, so we stopped. The water was FREEZING...just a few steps in and my feet were painfully cold.
Cole waded all the way to the back,
and got a couple of cool pics of the blue, blue bottom of the spring...it was a lot deeper than it looked, it went almost up to his knees...
Us...
We drove back to town, had an amazing lunch at the Bluebird, and headed to Carmen.
On our way home, I had to take a pic of this barn...
This has always cracked me up...when I worked doing pediatric homecare, I drove to Logan 3 days a week. This barn never failed to make me smile. The paint was really faded at first, but someone started keeping it up...for nostalgic purposes I guess. I think it's great, though...
We stopped for dinner on the way home, a great little Indian place in downtown Ogden. Yummy...
We had a great time, but we were glad to be home.
Happy 14th, Love...it just keeps getting better and better!
Fast forward to our senior year. I no longer had a boyfriend, and had been hurt by a different boy who I had greatly respected and trusted. I had spent half my sophmore and junior years with a boyfriend, who was a good boy and very nice. Our relationship had run its course, however, and in the mean time my group of friends from early high school had fractured. Another group of girls I was friendly with "took me in", so to speak, but I was still a little lonely. Cole and I had AP Psychology together. He was visibly different than the scary guy he had been just the previous spring. I later found out that he had exited the bad stuff he was into, and had been praying for the Lord to send him someone to help him along. We became friendly. I developed a raging crush on him, helped along by the fact that one of his good friends and one of my good friends were a couple. They pushed us together. However, I had been hurt and betrayed over the summer, and I wasn't in any hurry to jump into another serious relationship. Cole was very patient, however, and came to my defense when [jerky, betraying, boy] was even more cruel. I started to fall hard for him. He was my friend first, but I could TALK to him...when we finally got around to actually going on a date (November of 1993), I knew on our first date that I was going to marry him. That he was my soulmate. We dated through high school, I went to Weber State, and he got a good job with good insurance so we could get married. On August 10, 1995, we married in the Bountiful Temple. We were 19 years old, which for some would be very young, but we had both always been old for our age. I have NEVER, NEVER, NEVER had one moment of regret that we married young. We have had our ups and downs, as all couples do, but we are a perfect match, and I am blessed to have him as my partner in everthing. Love you, babe!
So, it's our 14th Anniversary tomorrow. I decided we would take a little trip. We have both always been into music and plays...in fact, one of the first conversations I remember having with Cole, in our psychology class, was about the fact that I was going to Cats when it came to Capitol Theater. My grandparents had 4 tickets, and were taking my mom and me with them. He was envious, and we talked at length that day about the play, other plays, etc. Last summer, my mom and I had tickets to 2 plays at the Utah Opera Festival (again, courtesy of my grandparents...they are the best!) We had a great time, but it made me want to take my husband with me. I bought tickets back in March for Camelot and for Carmen. We've been really excited....
So, Thursday after Cole got home we set off. It was windy and the air was icky dirty, but it did make the sun look all cool and red/orangy
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
We drove up Sardine Canyon, and Cole was in a picture mood, so we got plenty of scenery pictures...
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
It's too bad this isn't the prettiest time of year, I love Sardine canyon but especially in the spring and fall...
We arrived in Logan, checked into our hotel, and then headed over to the Ellen Eccles Theater for the performance of Camelot. We had great seats, first row Mezzanine, right in the center.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
While we were waiting for showtime, we noticed a lot of people standing up and looking over the edge. Shortly, the reason was divulged...
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
President Thomas S. Monson was there for the performance. How Cool is that? He is a close family friend of the actress who played Guinevere. Cole teased me a bit for being a little "starstruck", but I couldn't help but try to get a picture...and I could feel the strong spirit of being in the presence of a prophet of God. Way cool.
The performance was great...but I'd forgotton how terribly sad Camelot really is. The cast did a spectacular job.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
After the performance, we picked up a late dinner, and went back to our hotel. In the morning, my early rising husband was very kind to let me sleep in. He went out wandering, taking pictures all over Logan. After I woke up and got ready, we had some time to kill before the performance of Carmen. We decided to drive up Logan Canyon for awhile.
We have always loved Logan Canyon. It's a beautiful drive at all times of the year.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
We made it up to Rick's Spring.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
We have always wanted to stop there, but have never had the opportunity. We had the time, so we stopped. The water was FREEZING...just a few steps in and my feet were painfully cold.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
Cole waded all the way to the back,
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
and got a couple of cool pics of the blue, blue bottom of the spring...it was a lot deeper than it looked, it went almost up to his knees...
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
Us...
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
We drove back to town, had an amazing lunch at the Bluebird, and headed to Carmen.
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
On our way home, I had to take a pic of this barn...
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| From Our Anniversary 2009 |
This has always cracked me up...when I worked doing pediatric homecare, I drove to Logan 3 days a week. This barn never failed to make me smile. The paint was really faded at first, but someone started keeping it up...for nostalgic purposes I guess. I think it's great, though...
We stopped for dinner on the way home, a great little Indian place in downtown Ogden. Yummy...
We had a great time, but we were glad to be home.
Happy 14th, Love...it just keeps getting better and better!
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