butterfly butt

In 8th grade I remember I use to get this clothing catalog, I can’t even remember what it was called anymore but there was this pair of jeans that were super flared and had butterflies on the butt instead of pockets, I was obsessed with them. I remember I circled them in the catalog and kept telling my mom how cute they were and how bad I really wanted them. She said they were cute but I couldn’t get them.
Then for my birthday she ordered them for me and I was so shocked! I was so excited to wear them to school the next day. I thought I was so hot in those jeans. They were my favorite. I remember thinking “how many times can I wear them in one week without people noticing?”
I remember towards the end of my freshman year of high school Clark made fun of me for wearing my butterfly jeans {even though I had worn them all year.} I was sad because I still thought they were cute but it was time to grow up. No more butterfly jeans.
Thanks for my favorite pair of butterfly jeans, Mom!

bed time game

One of our new favorite things to do before bed is to play a couple rounds of Uno! I know, how old are we? but it’s actually really fun {except for the fact that Mark pretty much always beats me}!
It’s a great way to end the day, laughing, yelling uno, and trying to switch the colors on each other.
Can’t wait to play tonight!

love emma watson!

“I find the whole concept of being ‘sexy’ embarrassing and confusing. If I do an interview with photographs people desperately want to change me – dye my hair blonder, pluck my eyebrows, give me a fringe. Then there’s the choice of clothes. I know everyone wants a picture of me in a mini-skirt. But that’s not me. I feel uncomfortable. I’d never go out in a mini-skirt. It’s nothing to do with protecting the Hermione image. I wouldn’t do that. Personally, I don’t actually think it’s even that sexy. What’s sexy about saying, ‘I’m here with my boobs out and a short skirt, have a look at everything I’ve got?’ My idea of sexy is that less is more. The less you reveal the more people can wonder.” -Emma Watson

family night

last night we had our first real FHE…I know, we have almost been married for a whole year and we just had our first fhe! well in our defense we use to work every monday night…and then we started doing couple dates with some friends on monday nights.
Anyways, when I got home from work last night I tried this new recipe, which was delish! then Mark told me he had planned a family home evening for us! I was in charge of songs so we sang once there was a snowman, yes in the middle of july 🙂 then he pulled out the scriptures and read about charity. Then for our activity he thought it would be fun to make a candy board to take to our good friends the Hancocks. I had never made a candy board before so I was really excited. After hitting up the gym we went to the store and got a bunch of candy that we thought would make for a good laugh. He had so much fun trying to think of what to say with the candy and how to make it thoughtful as well. I have to admit, it wasn’t really pretty, but I am confident that with practice this could become a new talent for us!
Thanks Mark for the wonderful family night!

grown up life.sucks.

you know you’re bored when:
-your leg twitches and you think it is your phone vibrating so you scramble to pull your phone out of your pocket, just for some hope of human contact
-you go to the bathroom 3 times in an hour just as an excuse to get away from your desk and chair that your butt has been glued to all day
today has been a very.long.day


Mark just called me to cheer me up about driving home next month.
Everyone knows I love crazy adventures so Mark decided to make the drive home a little more exciting. Instead of driving the full ugly 14 hours in one shot, we are going to leave Wednesday afternoon and drive as far as we can then get a cheap hotel room {probably in Winnemucca}. Cheap hotel room=adventure, you never know what kind of experience it will bring.

Thanks Mark for making this exciting 🙂
I can’t wait to see all the adventures life has in store for us!


Mark just called me and ruined my day…I know that sounds harsh, it wasn’t his fault but he was the bearer of bad news
1. Our sister-in-law is in the hospital because something that weighs about 300lbs fell on her leg and she may have to have surgery {yeah she also has a 4 month old baby and two little girls}
2. the house I really wanted is out of our price range. There is the cutest little house about a block away from campus, it has daises in the front yard and a garden in the back yard. and we would have no annoying ppl living above us…I’m soo sad.
3. We have to drive home in August {I have been searching like crazy for decent flights but can’t get anything under $500}
4. I still have another hour of work left
5. I’m not on my A game today, I’m all the way down to my C game…

I love this ad. 

It reads:

“A WOMAN IS OFTEN MEASURED by the things she cannot control. She is measured by the way her body curves or doesn’t curve, by where she is flat or straight or round. She is measured by 36-24-26 and inches and ages and numbers, by all the outside things that don’t ever add up to who she is on the inside. And so if a woman is to be measured, let her be measured by the things she can control, by who she is and who she is trying to become. Because every woman knows measurements are only statistics and STATISTICS LIE.” – 1991 Nike Campaign Ad

Thanks Abby! 🙂