Thursday, November 20, 2014

hay sans nate

Nate's been gone for almost two weeks now. I'm doing surprisingly well. The only time I've missed him enough to cry was before he actually left, because that's the most normal time to miss someone. I was just dreading him leaving so bad and one night I started crying and accidentally woke him up. (I'm not sure why this blog has just become a record of all the times I've ever cried. I should maybe rename it to, "Diary of the Tears" or something.)
Nate: Are you okay?
Me: Yeah, I'm fine. (sniffle sniffle)
Nate: Are you crying?
Me: Maybe a little
Nate: Why? What's wrong?
Me: I'm just going to miss you really really bad.
Nate: You know I'm not gone yet, right?
Oh men, they just don't get it! But if I'm being honest, I don't get it either. What is my prob? I got to the point where I just wanted him to go because I was already missing him and if I'm going to miss him either way, he might as well be gone so that the countdown was at least on! And him actually being gone is way easier than him being about to leave. I guess next time he leaves, he just needs to spring it on me so I have no time to prepare and freak out.
I've mostly been really busy with work and decorating for Christmas and hanging with the other vibe wives/girlfriends and binge watching Gilmore Girls. (Has anyone else been watching that? What is with their clothes? They are so ugly. Who is dressing Lorelei? Why did I never notice how terrible their clothes were before? Why did I used to think that was acceptable? This show is not that old! Like only ten years. Ten years is all it takes to completely despise the old clothing trends? I have also come to realize that I only watch that show for Luke. The actual Gilmore Girls kinda annoy me most the time. Maybe I should start watching something else, if the only reason I'm watching is for one side character!) There I go again writing a whole paragraph about a TV show. If you're not into crying and TV, this blog just isn't for you!
The first night Nate was gone I locked myself out of the house and had to call a locksmith to come open the door. It took him like 30 minutes and it was freezing! The whole time he kept saying, this is a really good lock, over and over again. I was really annoyed until I got into bed later and thought about what a "good lock" I had on my door to protect me. Not even fancy Mr. Locksmith could open it! And then I remember that there's a huge window on the door and if someone wanted to get in they'd just bust the window and unlock the door. But then of course I'd hear that and have enough time to grab my gun and/or crawl out the window and run to the nearest Mcgruff House. Oops maybe I shouldn't be giving out my "escape plan" on the world wide web.

Are Mcgruff houses still a thing? That was the worst idea ever! Want to kidnap a child? Just put a sticker in your window and vulnerable children will come running into your house. Were you chasing a child and you suddenly lost them? Just look for the house with a sticker of a crime fighting dog in the window-that's where they went!
But really, I'm doing great. I actually do love alone time. The only time I have a hard time is when Nate is doing something really awesome, and that's just because I'm jealous and so I start feeling really bad for myself. That usually lasts about 3 seconds before I remember military wives and I get over it. In fact, every time I am sad or missing Nate, I just have to think "military wives" and I get over it really fast. I don't know how those women do it. Serious respect to them.

Well now that I sound like a crazy co-dependent wife, I gotta go, I have a skype date with my only reason for living!

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Halloween Times

We've been busy with all sorts of fun. Here's some of our latest happenings.
Riana and Ryan came into town for a quick trip and wanted to take the boat out. We thought they were crazy, but it ended up being a beautiful day and almost every person that got in the water said, "it's actually not that bad!" except poor Riana, it was THAT bad for her.

 
These two, bff-ing. 

 Nate's 2nd time wake boarding and he was already getting a little tricky. Tried to jump the wake a little. Boys and their stupid natural athlete skills.
Right before my sweater got drenched.
 
Good people. 

 We had like 10 photo shoots on that boat. We had such a hard time getting a pic of us looking normal. And this pic had to be cropped because for some reason my arm was the size of Riana's thigh, and it was not okay. Right after boating we went to a Halloween party with Nate's family and then another one with our friends in Alpine. It felt so wrong to be on a boat and then dress up for Halloween.

I love the pumpkin walk about 100 X more than Nate. Each year I get more excited and he gets less excited. I think he may have even thought that we wouldn't go this year. But we totally did and I loved it and he couldn't wait for it to be over. I need to go to this event with someone as excited as me so I don't lose all my enthusiasm throughout the walk.

Duck Dynasty. The entire exhibit was pretty fun.
 

Every year there's one display that is WAY better than the rest and this year it was the lego movie. They all looked SO good. I got such a big smile when I saw it. I could have looked at it all night. 


I just like the Muppets. They are the best. 


We went down to SLC for the Alt-J concert. Luckily, Whitney tipped us off that they were coming and we were able to get tickets. It was an amazing concert. Those guys are one of a kind and the complex is way cooler venue than I thought it was. 


A couple days later we went down to see Thriller. Jami gets all kinds of hook ups at her job, so we got front row ($45 tickets) for free. I've always wanted to go to this show and it did not disappoint. It was so fun to be on the front row and it got me into the halloween spirit.
At one point these Jason killers came off the stage and grabbed Jami and brought her on stage. She was just supposed to play along and she did a great job. I was so glad I didn't get pulled up there, I would have been SO lame!


We went to a friend's Halloween party, this is just part of the group. We played minute to win it games and it was hilarious. We competed as couples and Nate and I totally won. The score board got messed up because we got lazy about recording things, so everyone thought we took 3rd place. We didn't. We won by a lot. But we decided not to be butts and complain about it. Instead we just talked about it the whole way home and bragged to each other about how awesome we are. 

I dressed up at work as "Bob Wiley" from 'What About Bob'. It was a last minute decision and was made possible because Nate is in love with that movie and owns the shirt from it.  My work does a Halloween Costume Contest and I didn't even win it. I blame it on the fact that we have hired so many babies to work here lately, and none of them have ever seen such a classic and probably don't even know who Bill Murray is. From now on, I am going to give a disclaimer that we'll only hire them if they vote for me for the Costume Contest. That should do it.

One last pic of us on actual Halloween. We went to our brother-in-laws parents house, because we used to be best friends with their family. We dressed up as Ferris Bueller and Sloane Peterson and it was great. It was so fun when people would know exactly who we were right off the bat. We weren't wearing our shoes in this pic, but they were perfect. Nate had white shoes just like Ferris and I had white boots-I wish we would have gotten a pic of those. We played some games and watched Zombieland, it was a good night.

In other news, we booked my ticket for Australia! We also just booked all the hostel/hotels we'll be staying at. We are starting in Brisbane and ending in Sydney. I am so excited and so nervous. Nate leaves on Monday and then I'll be solo cholo for 3 weeks. Feel free to call and keep me company even if I pretend like I don't wanna talk to you and I'd rather be alone. I do love being alone, but not for 3 solid weeks. Also any Australia/travel tips in general are welcome. (like how to survive a 14 hour flight, how to not get ebola, etc.) I feel like you have to have like 80k readers to say stuff like that, but whatever, tips are welcome.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Year 3 of Marriage


Fall is best. Here are a couple pics from our latest camping and hiking expeditions.


Perfect spot right by the river

Looks like Imma miss, but I didn't! I'm really good at chopping wood now. The form is ugly, but I can do it and that's what matters.
 
Look at that perfect spot! Every so often a breeze would come and leaves would fall down and it looked like it was raining gold.
Now there's some good form for ya. 

We're new to this whole selfie taking thing. This is the first phone I've had that can take (decent) front facing pictures and it freaks me out sometimes. When I turn on the camera and see myself, I gasp more often than not. 

Hiking the Crimson Trail. It was pretty and we were SO chatty on that hike, especially me. Poor Nate doesn't know what to do when I want to exhaust a topic to death.

Sun flares are hip, right? 

Good thing we (Nate) brought our headlamps because it got dark fast and we still had about 2 miles left til we got back to the trailhead. I twisted my ankle real bad about 20 feet from said trailhead and about 11 minutes after bragging about how I've never twisted my ankle, and how I think people are just being babies about it, because it doesn't even hurt. It turns out, it really hurts bad. Not bad enough to cry about, but bad enough to limp around very dramatically and crawl to the bathroom so that I didn't put any weight on it.

Speaking of crying and drama...yesterday was our Anniversary. Just kidding, nothing dramatic or cry-worthy happened yesterday. We celebrated 3 years by going to 16 stores (don't ask) and having dinner at Olive Garden (major upgrade from last years dinner at Wendy's, but we weren't convinced it would be better). But it was! It was the first time I haven't been disappointed with the OG for a long time, and it was because I ordered the same thing that Nate did. It's taken me 3 years, but I've finally learned to just order whatever he is ordering because I hate making decisions and because it's always 10 times better than mine and I usually spend the whole dinner being jealous of his.


This year has been crazy. It's the most time we've ever spent away from each other since we got married and it has been A LOT of time apart. I really thought our marriage would take a hit from all the time away, but it's actually made it better in a lot of ways. Now every time Nate is home we spend so much more time doing fun things together and we are so chatty. We talk for hours like teenage girls and then realize how long we've been talking and have to start doing other things. When Nate gets home I am a giggly little girl. I laugh at everything he says/does. (This is partly because sometimes, the only person I talk to the entire weekend is the cashier at Costa Vida. I literally eat there every single time Nate leaves, it's the best tradition. And it's partly because Nate really is so funny and I fear that I'm the only person will ever understand just how funny he is-which is so sad for the rest of you. I'm seriously so sorry for you.) But because our time together is rare, we cherish it and for the most part we are so excited to be together that we are all laughs all the time.

It has been hard though, we haven't had near as many weekends to get out and do things together and now we both have all these separate memories and it's really weird sometimes to have such different lives. The good news is that Nate will be home for 3 straight weeks. The bad news is that he is then leaving for 3 straight weeks to Australia. The best news is that I'm buying my ticket to the outback tonight! I am going to go meet him after he finishes all his work and we will spend a week together exploring, wha?!

And now, the best of YEAR 3:

-The 1st day in Disneyland, I got way sick on a ride I knew I shouldn't have gone on. I had to go back to the hotel and rest/nap. Nate was so anxious to get out and explore the park (it was his first time going). But he was so patient while I got my stomach back.

-Nate starting wearing a fanny pack while we play tennis and it's so great.

-My feet got so cold on the plane ride to Hawaii because I was stupid and wore sandals. Nate took off his socks and let me wear them and he went sock-less. That is love, people!

-Nate got the sickest I've ever seen. He was throwing up like crazy all day and so weak. The only thing that sounded good to him was popcorn. That guy loves popcorn.

-Nate had never really watched Seinfeld before this year. He'd seen a couple episodes or so, but never really liked it. We watched all the seasons this year and it was so fun. There is nothing better than watching that show with someone who's never seen it. If you can (you probably can't) find someone who has never seen it, and watch it with them, it will be your most favorite thing.

-He gave me his first class upgrade coming home from D.C.

-It seems every time we read scriptures I have to say the word ancient and every time I say it Nate mocks me for saying it wrong. I pronounce it much like the word anxious, I say anxcient. I just want to apologize to anyone who has ever heard me say that word, I'm truly sorry, I was completely unaware of this problem. It seems like it's too late to change it, but I'm trying.

-I loved watching Nate get into all the projects we've done this year, he goes into beast mode. Painting, building our desk and tiling the entryway, he gets so into it and so focused.

-Nate is so patient with me even and especially when he really shouldn't be. Example: I asked him 3 times where the can opener was and each time he said 'drain rack', but I heard "train wreck" every time, so I started looking in the junk drawer thinking that's what he was talking about. When he saw me going through the drawer he said "DRAIN RACK" as clear as he could and I said, "Oh, why didn't you just say that to begin with?" I seriously can't believe he puts up with me.

-Nate drove the entire time in Hawaii, because I was a scared little baby. I just got to sit and enjoy the scenery the whole time.

-Nate got a "magic piano" app on his phone, it's just like guitar hero but piano version and on a phone. He sometimes plays me songs while I fall asleep and I cannot explain how wonderful it is. And sometimes he reads to me like I'm a child and I love that way too much too.

-You know how sometimes people will text you from the same room and it's ridiculous and a little funny. One night Nate did this but we were laying next to each other in bed and he was doing voice-to-text. He'd say "Text Hayley, Turn that down" And I'd say "Do not send --" And He'd cut me off by saying "Send!" I started laughing so hard and then he said "Text Hayley, Keep it down, I'm trying to sleep" And I begged him not to send it, "I got it, I got it, you do not need to send th---" "SEND!"

- For a while we had the exact same phones and Nate thought it was hilarious to put them right next to each other.  Whenever I would put my phone down anywhere, boom! there was Nate's right next to it. I never once guessed right about which one was mine and it made me so mad every single time. We will never have the same phones again.

Happy Anniversary Nafey. 


Thursday, October 9, 2014

Snuggies and Fall Times

I had a meeting at work yesterday. One of my literal assignments upon leaving the meeting was to "price out company snuggies". I wanted to ask if that was a serious assignment, but I had already asked three times and asking again would have been excessive.

So now I'm kinda trapped. If I don't price it out, I might look like a slacker when it turns out they were actually serious about that. And if I do the required research and bring up my findings in the next meeting I might look like I actually believed they wanted company snuggies. Not to mention the fact that the research would most likely send me on a strange internet research path.
I guess I'll be getting a price estimate and then bringing up the prices in the jokiest way possible.
We have been doing tons of interviewing as of late. I will never get over the feeling of "what am I doing here?" during every single interview. I perceive the thoughts of the interviewee to be something like this, Who's this little girl? Is it 'bring your daugther to work' day? And then, of course, my mind immediately goes to George Michael holding a purse and saying, "I'm a good little girl" and then I start smiling and give them another reason to think I have no business interviewing people (which I most likely don't)

One of the questions we ask is, "what are some of the things that bother you in the work place?" And every single time I ask it, I picture them saying, "When people that are younger than me are in higher positions than me." And then they glare at me and I resign. I'm always a little surprised when they don't say it.
Enough about work....

I am freaking out about this weather and this season. I feel like I need to be outside at all times but unfortunately it's not happening. I love fall so much, I think I should just start taking off all of September and October and soaking it up. Here's a couple of pics and things we've been up to this week.

We found the weirdest junk yard up Logan Canyon to go shooting. It's the best place because 1. you only have to drive like 5 minutes and usually when you go shooting you have to drive for like 45 minutes to get to a place where you might not shoot someone and 2. it's beautiful up there, as long as you're facing the right direction.
 See!
After you turn around, it's not as pretty, but kinda fun. 
 He's never sure why I'm taking pictures. And I'm like, "People don't like just reading blogs, they wanna see pictures!!"

After that we went off-roading up green canyon because Nate had rented an Xterra for work and got to keep it for the night. The colors were too pretty. And off-roading is never as fun as I think it's going to be, maybe we're doing it wrong, but I don't think so.

Guys. This is a big deal. We got new couches! We have been looking for something we like for years (honestly, 2 years) But unfortunately we live in Logan and that means slim-pickings. We also hate pillow backs which means slimmer-pickings. We also didn't want leather, slim-est pickings imaginable. Finally, we found one we really liked and the day I went to place the order they told me it had been discontinued that week-I was all, Are you H-ing me? It ended up being for the best, because then we found a set we liked even more. We had to wait for 6 long weeks for them to come and kept worrying they wouldn't fit and we'd have to put them in storage or something terrible like that. But. They fit and we're obsessed.

 Before. 
So college-studenty. They were comfortable, but I am so happy to be done with these guys. And look at that nasty carpet...gross.

After. 
It looks like adults live here! Not pictured is how amazingly comfortable these things are. I was skeptical about the low back, but seriously, it's the way to go. It's the perfect height to rest your head on. Also not pictured is our super cute rug that we got. Nate also installed some tile by the door which has made the biggest difference to that place and he rented a carpet cleaner and made that carpet look bran-clean. And now, it's "halloween-edition" so it's even better than this-if you can even imagine that. Probably not, so just come visit anytime, we want to show everyone we know this new place.

That's about all we've been up to. Except I did watch all 3 seasons of Revenge in about a month. Because holy crap, that show. It's so ridiculous. After every episode I am so mad and I rant to myself (or send Linz a 5-page text) about how much I hate the Grayson's, and how much I love Aiden. Last night was the first time Nate's ever seen me watching this show (I only started it because I needed someone to keep me company while he was gone, and I only watched it while he was gone, but he isn't leaving this weekend, so obviously I had to have a fix) after it was over, I was ranting and talking about how stupid the people were and Nate was like, "I can't tell if you hated that or liked it, but I think you hated it." He was wrong. I love that stupid show. I didn't mean to write a whole paragraph about a TV show, but I guess that's the most important thing in my life right now.

But remember when I said Nate isn't leaving this weekend? YES! It's going to be a good weekend.

Friday, September 26, 2014

The Limbeck Kids

You may not enjoy this post as much as I enjoyed creating it, but the main reason I have a blog is for selfish reasons anyway, so I guess I don't really care. 


Everyone in High School belonged to some group with a stereotypical name - as dumb as those high school movies are-the little groups and cliques really are true. But our group was a mix of everything and there was nothing that could really identify all of us. We had some jocks of all sports, some emo's, some smarty pants, outdoorsy types, music people, everyone.
The only thing we all had in common was that we all loved Limbeck. (And most of us lived in the same neighborhood. What a magical place. If I think about all the amazing people who came out of that neighborhood it blows my mind, there will never be anything like it again) I came to find out after HighSchool that some of the groups in the school would call us "the limbeck kids". We always ate lunch on the stairs by the auditorium. It was a perfect spot because we could see almost everyone, there was a corridor nearby where we could huck our bouncy balls and it had a great view of outside. The only downside is that it was near all the emo's who liked to make out for lunch.

I have been thinking a lot about my old friends, it's been so long since I've seen or heard anything about these people that I wanted to write a little tribute/memory about them, before I forget them altogether. Some weren't technically part of the group that I would classify as the "Limbeck Kids" But all of them were part of the same wonderful part of my life. And there were many other people who could probably be included in this list, but these were the main players.

Cody. He was most mysterious, but so great to have around. Always willing to drive that code machine (what we called his truck) anywhere. He was funny when he wanted to be and he never acted like he liked us girls, but deep down I'm sure he did. I dare say he was the most manly out of all the boys we hung out with, he hunted and knew how to drive a boat. Ryan and Cody would go home for lunch as would Me, Ky and Erica and we would always race back to LP, there were times when we were all sprinting through the halls so we could be the first ones back to the steps.
Us girls took some of the boys to MORP. It was the worst night of Cody's life. Those boys sometimes really seemed liked they hated girls, but we just made them be our friends.

Ryan. Ry Ry. He was so nice and so cute and all the girls had crushes on him at one point in their lives. He was so shy. We had so much fun teasing him just a little. Playing cards with him and his mom, what teenage boy wants to play cards with a bunch of girls and his mom. Ryan did. He was great.




  I have no idea what these dorks are dressed up for. Maybe the academy awards? (Our ward did the academy awards every year and each youth group would make a movie and we'd get awards for them. All the adults would dress up as their doppelganger and it was the best)

Derik. He didn't seem to come around much, but whenever he did something hilarious happened. Like the night that we were trying to get the head on a HUGE snowman and he was using his head for leverage and then his head got stuck underneath. Kylee peed my pants that night. Also the time that he found a spoon in his spaghetti at Macaroni Grill. Good times with that one.

Chris. Oh Chris. You silly boy. So in love Erica. The man in black who terrified us so much at the cemetery, and then pretended you were grounded. Real nice. But you did have a great house for murder in the dark and night games and every once in a while when you noticed I was around, you were kinda cool.

Chase. Chase was the best. We got to have sleepovers with him all the time because Rylee would fall asleep and we'd stay up late playing Goldeneye and laughing really hard about really dumb stuff. Chase was a little older and would drive us up to go snowboarding and while all the girls were about to fall asleep in the back he would slam on the brakes and yell and wake us up in a terrified frenzy and then laugh and laugh.

Trent was probably the oddest one. Trent moved into Chase's old house, so it just kinda seemed like we had to be his friend. He was the most okay with being a complete freak with the girls and we had some WEIRD times and a lot of times where we were just laughing uncontrollably. He has a very unexpected side to him and loves the song Cha-Cha-Cha.

Coons. What a goon. His porch is where the magic happened. Also that basement. It was filled with fity (in this stage of my life I would never say fifty, only fity) love sacs. There were many times when the boys would bury the girls in these fity love sacs and we would come out not looking too hot. The Coons also kept their dogs in cribs, which Kylee and I were not okay with. One time while all the boys were having an all night Halo fest, us girls decided to go and power box them (mostly because we were mad they weren't hanging out with us) Coons was maaad, and it wasn't funny mad. We were a little scared.

Max. He was the cool one. He would come around occasionally and we all felt like we had to do something more cool, so we'd go and get drinks at Kohler's. The first Bloodclot show was in his garage, and it was one of the best nights of the year. We sold 4 shirts at the "Merch" table and they were all handmade and awesome. He is one of the nicest people and will not talk bad about people, no matter how annoying they are. I still can't decide if it's because he's nice and holding his tongue or if he really just doesn't get annoyed by people. Either way, it's impressive.

Jordan was so great. He was so easygoing and so comfortable to be around. You know how sometimes it's hard to be one on one with certain people? Jordan is not one of these people. He doesn't care. It's not awkward with him. He is just nice and funny. The lounge in his basement was a major chill-axin place for us. He was the person who first introduced me to Arrested Development in his dorm we sat on the floor and watched it on his laptop and I didn't think it was that funny. If I had only known, I owe him a lot for that.
 
Matt, Ben and Jordan in the chill ax lounge. You can also see the Ky-bot on the back wall. We all drew on those cardboard walls for hours it seemed like.


Ben. He was one of the only people who didn't live in the neighborhood but who was still allowed in the group. If Ben's blue van was parked anywhere on the street, you knew that's where everyone was hanging out. I still sometimes turn onto my street and look for that blue van. We would drive around in that thing and listen to Saves the Day so loud. He would draw some terrifyingly dark things that for some reason we laughed at. He was just too funny to take seriously most the time.

Adam. Or Donald. He was the craziest kid around. The best memories I have of him were in Math with him and Kylee and Mr. Ruchti. Talk about a magic combination. I never knew a class could be so fun. We would do the stupidest stuff in that class like seeing who could stare at the sun for the longest and walk out with our hoods on and in a single file line. I don't remember once worrying about what anyone thought of me in that class.(Which is kinda crazy, because I was being an imbecile and also I was always worried about what people were thinking of me)


Matt Robinson. What a gem. He was a pleasant surprise. I had no idea what a weirdo he was. One night me kylee, him and ben rode around in his car and the only way we would talk to each other was by doing that stupid cheer, "when i say _____, you say ____" This is how we communicated the entire night. It was effective and SO hilarious to us. Matt was the perfect boyfriend for Erica, because he got along with everyone so well. And even though I kinda hated him for stealing my best friend, he sure was a great addition to the group and he looked out for me and told me who I shouldn't date and which boys had crushes on me, so that was helpful.







These weirdos do a guys trip to Oneida every year and spend most the week doing the weirdest crap, naked. That's what I hear at least. Chris, Cody, Adam, Derik, Lawls(not sure how he got in there) and Ben



In Timpanogas Cave. (Before I realized that basketball shorts were unacceptable to wear in any situation)

I'll never forget my girls, but just for fun, I'll still give them a tribute anyway.

Kylee. She helped me not to care what other people thought. She taught me how to be more adventurous. She taught me how to not be so cheap or selfish, especially with friends. I can still laugh SO hard with her. We've been all over and done so much. We invented new words and even an entire language. She helped me savor my childhood and made it last so much longer than I thought it could. She was so creative and many times we would start games by lining us up and she would give us our name for the game and that would determine our character. We have so many inside jokes we could talk about them for hours and no one else would have an idea what we were talking about. She is one of the few people who is actually fun to sit at a computer with, we'd edit movies, play the most jacked up version of Sims, and make some really messed up American Girl plays.  We made cat traps, played a game called Poacher that scared us so bad, we were never sure if we wanted to play, and made the most epic movies of all time!

Erica. My besto for so long. We'd communicate with our lights from our houses at night. It was so fun to see her bedroom light start flashing and then I would start flashing my deck light. That's where I had my first sleepover and I was SO homesick. Erica was weird and funny and so great. She taught me how to make friends and I'm sure I would have been an outcast in HS without her. She helped bring me out of my shell and as long as she was with me I could talk to anyone with confidence. I ate over and slept over at her house so often, it was sometimes weird when I was actually at home. I learned how to do a back flip on their trampoline on accident. I learned how to wake board, tube and be a boat person. I helped with chores just so I could spend more time with these freaks. Erica was the reason I started dancing, which is how I have met some of my most favorite people. We had way too much fun performing together. We would laugh so hard on stage sometimes we couldn't even dance. All our teachers in church, school and dance hated when we were together, because we could not control our laughter.



Thursday, September 25, 2014

say it ain't so

I'm back! Sick of me yet? I am. But too bad, there are some things that need to be said.

There are things that sometimes bother more than they should. Lately, most of those things have been stupid sayings that have gotten too popular. This post is going to make me seem extremely negative, and maybe I am, but mostly I just wish people would stop saying dumb stuff that's not funny. I appreciate dumb stuff when it's funny, some perfect examples include "I love that so bad" or "asap as possible", both really dumb but also funny.

This list is just a few of the things I can't take anymore. Ranting to Nate alone about these things is no longer enough. Please feel free to add any more that I may have missed.

-When people say ______for days. It all started with "she's got legs for days" but now people think they can just say whatever they want and put "for dayzz" after it. Some real life examples: selfie for days, beach for days, chicken tacos for days, geek for days, days for days. What? That doesn't even make sense. The most annoying part about this saying is that 9 out of 10 times the word "days" is actually spelled in the most heinous way possible. i.e. dayyzz, daysss, daayyys, dayzzz, you get the picture.
-The "keep calm and whatever" frenzy needs to stop. I used to really like the "keep calm and carry on" poster for it's historical reasons. And it was permissible when the spin off sayings were kinda close to actual saying like "keep calm and yoga on" or whatever.  But things have gotten out of hand. Half the time the memes don't even make any sense!
If you are not yet to the point of hatred that I am, just go online and look up "keep calm and" posters and you'll be with me in about 3 minutes. "Keep calm and come to Chili's tonight for half off appetizers" Why can't you just leave "keep calm" out of it!!
If you know me, you can imagine how excited I was when I came across this! 
Love butterflies? Wth.

-Sorry not sorry. I totally get why this one is used and I have even caught myself about to use it at times. It's not so much the saying as it is the context in which people use it. Most the stuff people post with that hashtag they actually NEED to be sorry about. Just leave off the "not sorry" part and apologize for what you posting. 
 
-But first let me take a selfie. I think I hate this one most because of how true it is. People have to take 13 selfies before they do anything. This meme is pretty dumb, but so true. I mean....
- Long hair don't care (or any kind of hair: messy, short, blonde, etc) Mostly I don't get it. The only one that even makes sense is messy hair, don't care. (You have messy hair and you don't care who sees it) Half the time people post pics of their beautiful long hair and say #longhairdontcare and I'm like, I don't care either. Is it you that doesn't care or is it your hair that doesn't care? I'm so confused, someone help me out.
-That moment when... Every once in a while this one can be a little funny, but again people have taken this too far and are using it unnecessarily. This should be used to explain things that happen often to most people and it's a funny situation. It should not be used to explain situations that almost never happen, which is where this saying is really getting on my nerves. i.e. That moment when your friend calls and tells you that she can't hang out because her dog just got mauled by a bear and the bear is waiting on her porch for it's next victim. This is just a good story and there is no need for "that moment when" because this will literally never happen to anyone else. Just tell the story, it's good enough to stand alone.

Feels good to get that off my chest finally.

If you HAVE to use any of these sayings, I just ask that you do it responsibly.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

25 things about me.

I'm on a roll here people. I don't know what has come over me, but all I want to do lately is blog. It'll probably only last like 5 days, so I'm going with it, don't be annoyed k?

Everyone has been posting the 25 facts about themselves on Facebook and I have loved reading them way too much. I wanted to post one for myself, but I'm really weird about posting on Facebook, I have a lot of "friends" who I don't know and who I don't trust. I haven't posted a status update for like 5 years, so it seems weird to come back on the scene with a narcissistic post ALL ABOUT ME!  Over-thinking much? Yeah, obviously! Do you even know me? If not, you better read these facts.

1. I love the mountains. I feel most accomplished when I've spent the day doing some kind of activity outside. There is no better feeling to me. That means that in the winter I get a little depressed because I don't feel like I have accomplished anything.
2. I think that my half birthday is a thing and I force Nate to make it a bigger deal than it ever should be. And I kinda hate that about myself.
3. One of my dreams in life is to be able to sing. I have a terrible voice so a lot of the time at church, I just mouth the words because I am extremely self conscious about my voice. (Don't tell Nate though, he always says that I'm not singing, and I get really defensive and say YEAH I AM! But I'm not.)
4. When I am sick the only thing I want to eat is spaghettios. What? That's gross.
5. I learned how to swim this year (like actually swim, I can go and "swim laps" now) and it's one of the accomplishments I am most proud of thus far in my life. I never thought I'd be able to do that.
6. I have a love/hate relationship with running. I ran a marathon, but I hardly ever tell people because I don't know how to say it without sounding braggy. I will pretty much only tell you if you come right out and ask, "have you ever run a marathon?"
7. I have the biggest actor crush on Matt Damon. I love him. Also, Jimmy Fallon.
8. I am a quiet person. I like to sit back and observe. I also get weirdly offended when people call me shy. (probably because I am and I don't want to be. and also because most people say it like it's such an insult. there's nothing wrong with being shy, back off.) Don't call me shy, k?
9. I don't love to read. I like the idea of it and I know I should do it, so I do it. I wish I loved it and sometimes I really do like it. I find that when I'm in the middle of a book, I feel stressed about needing to finish it, so that makes me not want to start new books.  It's really weird and I don't know why I feel like that.
10. I have a really good memory sometimes and I can remember weird details. I think it creeps people out, so I have to play dumb a lot to avoid really awkward conversations. I often say things like, "oh yeah, I thought I recognized you from somewhere" when in my head I actually know their first and last name and where their locker used to be. I'm not creepy though.
11. I miss my maiden name really bad. And I have a hard time spelling my new name aloud. People think I am going super slow for them, but really I just can't ever remember where I'm at.  I can't figure out how to sign my new last name, I had so many hours to practice LaCognata throughout years and years of school notebooks, and I loved the way it looked. I guess I need to practice some more.
12. I hate being the center of attention.
13. Loud noises make me SO mad. You know how sometimes you turn on the tv or radio and it is super loud, this causes me so much rage. That's just an example, any loud noises tick me off, babies crying really loud, ambulances, birds squawking, something falling, loud ringtones, the list goes on and on.
14. I don't usually like fancy food. I have an extremely unrefined palette. I would rather eat candy than fancy desserts most the time. I am obsessed with candy. I want to eat it all day every day.
15. I am probably the least romantic person in the world and Nate kinda hates it.
16. I have some serious road rage. Driving in traffic makes me into a demon.
17. I am extremely awkward when I run into people I only kinda know, or used to know. I will avoid it at all costs, and this sometimes comes off as rude, but I'm not trying to be rude, I am just trying to spare us both the most awkward situation of all time.
18. The number one place I want to go before I die is Italy. I want to see all of it too. I want to go to a lot of places, but Italy is the only one I will be really sad if I don't see it before I die.

19. I am sort of a cheapskate. Sometimes I just pass it off as trying to be frugal, but the truth is I'm cheap. I hate spending money on unnecessary things and I get pretty bent out of shape when I waste money, even if it's only like $3. I have gotten better and Nate is definitely helping me to be more generous, but it's a struggle for sure.

20. I am obsessed with zombies. I had to stop watching 'the walking dead' because I was becoming too consumed with thinking about the possibilities of a zombie outbreak. Everywhere I went I was looking for escape routes, possible weapons and places I could hunker down if need be. I would take inventory of the snacks in my desk and think about how long I could survive if I had to hide out in my office for a while. I once put a cliff bar in my purse for a snack and didn't end up eating it, as I took it out to put back in the cupboard, I honestly thought, "I should keep that in there just in case of zombies, I'll need something to eat when I'm bugging out." (Apparently the main thing I'm worried about is having enough to eat, maybe I just have an eating disorder or something)  Anyway, it got outta hand and I am glad I stopped watching it so I can lead a more normal life. And worry about more realistic problems. But if I'm being honest, I still think about it a lot.
21. I HATE getting ready for the day. My dream is to have a team of professionals get me ready every day. Actually they don't even have to be professional, just someone besides me.
22. My favorite smells are gasoline and exhaust (like the way it smells at the marina when you are pulling the boat in) campfire, and lilacs.
23. I get really sick on roller coasters most the time, but I hate being a buzz-kill so I just go on them and pretend like I love it. I do however love any ride that involves falling, like the rocket or tower of terror, I could go on those rides all day long and never get sick.
24.  I have known some of the greatest people throughout my life. I think about them a lot.  I think a lot of people would be surprised to know that I think about them and miss them. (Again with the creepiness). But really I wish there was a way to remain friends with all these people. Like an entire community made up of only people you know and love.
25. I eat really really slow. I try to eat fast and I cannot do it. Everyone is always done before I am even halfway done. People hate this about me.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

D.C.

Nate's company finally came to their senses and decided that they would allow wives to come on the trip as paid employees twice a year. Previously, only friends could come, no girlfriends or wives allowed, but if you had a friend or cousin or distant relative, they could come and there was no limit to how many times. They mostly just didn't want to bring girls. Their reasoning being that they didn't want to have to get an extra room since a girl was coming, but that doesn't really make sense since husbands and wives typically like to sleep in the same room. (Different beds obviously, but still in the same room). Anyway, Nate made a suggestion and a couple weeks later their policy had changed. (He has no idea how much power he holds in those fiercely blue eyes) So I get to choose 2 trips a year to go on and help out with all the race preparations. So not only was it a free trip, I also got paid to go, which is pretty dang awesome. My first trip I chose was to Manassas, VA, which is just about a 30 minute drive to Washington D.C.

We flew into DC on Thursday afternoon and it was great. I love flying with Nate, he is such a pro now and knew all the little tricks. Of course by tricks, I just mean that he knew you could ask for pretzels AND cookies, not just pretzels. I was so jealous that he got both that I made him share his cookies with me. Lesson learned. The next time I got both and was very pleased with myself. We flew right by the Washington monument and Lincoln memorial and I snapped this pic from the plane.
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 It was probably the best picture of the whole trip, we joked that we could just leave because we already got the best picture of the week. When we got off the plane and met up with the rest of the team, no one believed that I had actually taken the pic and they thought we just got it online. The problem with Nate's team is that no one ever tells the truth so they are extremely distrusting and it's really hard to get them to believe anything, even and especially when it's the truth.
Thursday we mostly just got confused on the metro and annoyed the locals by not listening to their advice. We also made it to a couple of the main sights. First we went to Arlington Cemetary (Despite my petition to go to the Pentagon, because it was Sept.11th afterall and I just knew there had to be some kind of awesome memorial or something going on.) That was actually a really awesome place to be on that day. It was so peaceful and beautiful. We watched the changing of the guard and visited some of the presidents grave sites. It was extremely hot and muggy and I was sweating like crazy, and felt really gross.
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After that we went to the National Mall and saw the Lincoln memorial and Washington Monument. This was one of my favorite places I've ever been. It was so beautiful. I even recited the Gettysburg Address for Mr. Lincoln himself.

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 All the flags around the entire city were at half mast or half-staff (I never know which one is right) for September11th.
You would not believe me if I told you how long it took to get this picture. The picky jogger who took it was just not satisfied with any of the pics he was getting. And after about 5 minutes (or longer) he finally got this one and gave us back our now very sweaty camera. Good thing it's a waterproof camera, sicko!

After this, we realized that it was 9pm and we hadn't eaten since we left Logan at about 7am (besides those pretzels AND cookies, of course). So we got back on the metro and went back and got ours trucks, which we drove one block to where we were gonna eat. We got lost in the most confusing parking garage in the world and ended walking further than we would if we would have just left the cars where they were. We ate at a place called 'The good stuff eatery' and got their famous toasted marshmallow shake.
We finally made it back to Manassas and checked into the hotel. We made a quick run to Walmart because I realized I had made a huge mistake in the clothes I had packed for race day set up. Finally we went to bed.
Manassas is a super cute little town. It's got a lot of history and still relies heavily on a real life train. We had to stop multiple times for the train that transports passengers and coal and is super loud. I loved this LOVE sign at one of the train stations. I wanted to get a picture of Nate and I kissing in back of it and then post it on instagram with a caption like, "Virginia is for lovers". It was going to be so awesome and I was going to get SO many likes, but Nate wasn't really in a "let's stop and take a picture of us kissing for the sole purpose of putting it on instagram" type of a mood, and neither was I, so I hurried and snapped this one, which is way better than what I had in mind. 

The next day was exhausting. We set up flags, barricades, merch, helped with packet pick up, and zip tied until my fingers were raw. I was pretty determined to prove that I could do the manual labor, in hopes that they would think, "hey, she's a girl AND a wife and she is doing just as much, if not more than the guys we usually bring" and then I would be able to get to come more often, but unfortunately I didn't hear anyone say that. They must have just been saying it behind my back. It was hard work. Those barricades are heavy and after tossing sandbags around and lifting hauling boxes back and forth, I was starting to think their "boys only" rule might be justified. (However, just for the record, I still think I was one of the strongest girls they've ever brought and I do think I was more capable than some of the boys they bring, just had to get that out there. The other wife that was there helping is just the tiniest little thing and I felt so bad for her, she was completely wiped out after a few hours. Point goes to team chubs.)
We finished up late. Way later than I was expecting and we really only had time to eat and go to bed.  We got a free meal at Noodles and Company because they were our sponsors or something. The next morning we had to wake up and 5:15 and be to course by 5:30 in order to get everything ready for the race. I helped set up the start line and sell merch. The amount of money that people dropped on that stuff was astounding. I would cringe telling people how expensive things were and then they would come back and say something like, "Okay, give me 3 of those, and one of everything else." After the race started I was dying to be over in the action, Nate came and rescued me and I got to help rile people up for the race. I sprayed the line with color and acted like a freak. I also got to use the leaf blower to blow color all over people as they started the race. That was awesome.

 After the race there is a big dance party. I think it is supposed to be a dance party, but no one was dancing. Nate told me to get on stage and throw out t shirts and color and dance, which I was really excited about. But It was super awkward dancing in front of a crowd who was not dancing and pretty only watching and waiting for the next thing you were going to throw out. When you are holding something (to give away) and dancing you feel like the most famous person in the world, people are screaming and cheering and jumping up and down. But the second you throw it and you are left empty handed, people are straight faced, silent and still just staring at you. It's uncomfortable. I could only handle the stage life for about 30 minutes and then I went back to the merch tent where I belonged. Nate however, owns the stage. He teases the crowd and gets people pumped up. It was so fun to watch. Helping out definitely made me realize how exhausted Nate must be all the time, he never gets a break. It made me really appreciate him and I felt bad for all the times I said his job was just a party all the time.

  
Look at these heathens. Obviously someone has something in their hand ready to throw out. I wish I would have gotten a picture of them when they were just standing silent, still and stare-ful.

The whole team. We were so dang tired at this point.

After the race, we cleaned up as fast as possible, got cleaned up and then went back to the city. We were pretty tired, and accidentally ended up walking probably 4 miles at least. We walked down to the Capitol building which was awesomely huge.


By this time I had been needing to go to the bathroom for about an hour, and hadn't realized that only one end of the mall had restrooms. I tried to ask some people who worked there and none of them were any help. One girl just said she couldn't answer my question because they were closing. She couldn't even tell me there were no bathrooms, she straight up couldn't even answer my question. And another guy said nothing was open and no bathrooms for at least a mile. I was in bad shape. We finally saw a building across the street with it's doors propped open which signaled to me that they were open. We ran across the street only to find out that they were also closed, they just leave their doors open to mislead people. I finally resolved that I wasn't going to make and started thinking of other options. There weren't many covered or bushy areas to go and since it is the nation's capitol there were cameras everywhere, I didn't really want to be arrested for public urination. But I had no choice. I found a bushy (enough) area right near the the capitol building and went for it. It was one of the scariest things I ever done and I'm not proud of it.  But at least now I have a really good "truth" for the next time I'm in high school and have to play "2 truths and a lie".

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This was a cool place but we didn't have time to figure out exactly what it was, so we just snapped a quick pic.

The rest the night we walked around looking at all the places we wish we could have gone to, unfortunately all the museums and things close at like 5 and we were way too late for that. We did see the White House and saw some people walking on top and around it. We would all freak out whenever we saw a person or any movement. We talked for a good 15 minutes about what would happen if we started climbing the fence, how far we could make it before being brought down by secret service. Apparently you can make it all the way inside the white house. I knew we should have tried it.


For all you National Treasure fans. 

This building literally said Post Office on it. What the. We tried to figure out how a post office could be that big and all we could come up with was that they must have lots of mail there and every single option of stamps you could ever want. We know a lot about the US Postal service. 

The White Houses' way cooler neighbors. We all agreed that this place was way better than the White House and that the Obama's should move.

After that we went back to Manassas and went to bed. We woke up early the next morning to catch our flight. Once we got to the gate, I was informed that Nate got upgraded to first class and I was sad I wouldn't get to sit by him. When I made it to the plane, he was there waiting for him and handed me his first class ticket. He is the best. I think it will probably be the only time in my life that I fly first class. It was exactly how it is portrayed in Seinfeld. They came around right after we took off and handed out hot towels, I almost burst into laughter, I couldn't believe that was a real thing. They served breakfast and all kinds of snacks, anything you could ever want to drink. And apparently when you are living the high life the flight attendants feel like it's their responsibility to make sure you look the part.

The guy came to get my order for breakfast and would not talk to me until I got something off my eye. He was so disgusted by it
"You have something on your eye miss!" I brushed my eye real quick and then tried to order my breakfast
"I'll have the...." He interrupted me quickly
"IT'S STILL THERE!" I brushed my ear vigorously and when it was finally gone, he looked at me like I was a human again and allowed me to put my order in. I am not cut out for first class, and everyone in there knew it, I was not fooling anyone. It was quite luxurious. It was so nice feeling like I could ask for pretty much anything I wanted and I could have it. I feel like I didn't take full advantage and I know I missed out on a lot of things because I didn't know what was allowed. I needed Nate up there to show me the secret "tricks".

This was just a teaser trip, and we will definitely need to go back to DC when we have more time to see everything and go to all the museums and tours and such.