Laura and Ashley

Laura and Ashley Blog - RETIRING

2008-09-19T10:17:00.000-07:00

Hello fellow bloggers, as you probably know, Ashley and I have decided to "retire" this blog, archive it (for memories) and move on to separate, but equally entertaining blogs. Keep this on your blog roll, for just like our love for each other, it will never go away. When you "google," Laura and Ashley - this will still be the first website that pops up - and we want to keep it that way.

new blogs:

Ashley - ashleyengar.blogspot.com

Laura - laurajcampbell.blogspot.com

Laura's food blog - lalabakeshop.blogspot.com

Thanks for reading.

Ashley's one and only contribution to the blog...

2008-09-19T08:11:00.001-07:00

So I broke down and started my own blog. If ya'll are interested, feel free to check out my blog @ ashleyengar.blogspot.com

Love you all.

Ashley

The start of a new blog....

2008-09-18T19:15:00.000-07:00

I've started another blog, and its all about food. I've wanted to put a "recipe blog" up for a while now, and so now my obsession with cooking and all things food-related is being put out into the world. Check it out, comment, post some recipes of your own, etc. etc.....

La La's Bake Shop

The name was Cort's idea - so you can thank him for its awesome-ness. Also, I kind of dedicate the blog to him because he eats all my experiments with a smile on his face whether they are horrible or not.

I miss Ashley.

2008-09-17T16:59:00.000-07:00

And that's all I have to say about that.

My parents are so cool.

2008-08-22T08:29:00.000-07:00

My mom and dad have spent most of the summer in Canada, at Campbell (ironic, huh?) River and Rivers Inlet in British Columbia. They are such diehards.

True Life.

2008-07-22T16:31:00.000-07:00

I've been back home in Utah, "on break" before I move again for a few weeks now. Is it ironic now that I have all this time on my hands, I have no time to write? Yes, I've posted a few pictures here and there, but a friend of mine pointed out that she still has no idea what is going on in my life.

I have two reasons for this, neither which is a good excuse, but true nonetheless. One being, that is is almost as if I can only function when my life is moving a million miles a minute. The more down time I have, the lazier I become. I push everything back to the point at the end of the day when I ultimately say, "Eh...I'll have plenty of time to do it tomorrow." This has become a constant cycle, and a quite annoying one at that. Secondly, I don't like writing much about myself or my real life - I like to stick with stories with the main focus being on other people, or something funny that happened to me or Ashley.
I've gotten good feedback. So that's what I do.

In order to counteract this problem, I've decided to let you all in on my secret dreams. I'm having been thinking a lot about them lately, and thought I'd share. These are my goals in life:

Be a student...forever. I think we should all be students for life and continue educating ourselves for as long as we can. So until I run out of money, that's what I'm doing. In other words, I'm putting off a career as long as possible.
Learn to play the guitar. I have a recurring dream that I play the guitar while Ashley sings at Carlee's wedding. I really want to make that happen.
Speak Spanish, fluently.
Become a long-distance runner. A marathoner, of sorts. I can't seem to make it past 3 miles, but I'll get there.
Become a certified Bikram yoga instructor and open my own studio.
Open a bakery and win one of those Betty Crocker contests that they always play on the Food Network Channel. Better yet...become the next Betty Crocker.
Write a book.
Start a non-profit organization.
Get rid of my car and rely solely on public transportation/bike/scooter/feet.

Those are just a few. I figure if I write them down, maybe I will actually make some of them happen.

What are your secret/not so secret dreams?

Hudson-mania

2008-07-20T09:02:00.000-07:00

I had the pleasure this weekend to babysit Erin and Miah's son, and my favorite little muscle man, Hudson. It turned into Hudson-mania once he came over, and my sisters and I decided that he is the cutest boy there ever was. We had so much fun with him, and I never wanted him to leave. Thanks Erin, for making my summer.

It took me forever to get this shot. He was much cleaner when he got to my house then he was when he left. Sorry Erin!!

Hudson, beating me in chess. He loved the animal chess pieces.

Hudson, trying to call his mom to tell her that I was smothering him.

Hudson, now trying to text his mom to tell her I was smothering him.

Not all fun and games (Peru part 2...the ugly stuff)

2008-07-19T11:00:00.003-07:00

As much fun as we had on our excursion to Peru, it didn't come without a few mishaps. Here are some things that happened that made our trip that much more memorable:

We had a lot of problems with buses...which usually led to a lot of waiting.

We each came back with about 70 bug bites. Mine are still healing.

A lot of early morning wake up calls.

Some of us got sick on the hike and couldn't make it (sorry Ryan). 14,000 feet up!!!

It was cold, real cold. Our faces are close to freezing off in this picture (around 15 degrees the first night).

By the time we made it up to Machu Picchu, we were ready for a nap.

More bus problems......

Which led to more waiting.....

And some of us pushing....(Cortney is an iron man)

We ended up hitching a ride on this "truck"....

And rode like refugees for a couple of hours.

More to come....

Summer love.

2008-07-17T08:24:00.000-07:00

Afton, being bashful and showing me why she is my reason to live.

Laney-bug, taking over control of the fountains.

Afton running through the splash park (Laney in the background making sure she's sufficiently hydrated).

Olivia, eating graham crackers and trying to figure out who the heck I am.

Grayden, just being darling in his baseball hat.

I was lucky enough this week to spend time with some of my favorite people, and favorite little-people in the whole world - Erin, Lindsey, Julie, Holly and I went to the splash park on Tuesday to play with the kids in the mini-fountains. I am so obsessed with these kids that I sometimes (and when I say sometimes, I mean ALWAYS) wonder how crazy I am to live so far away from them. They make my life worth living. It has been pretty warm in Utah, so being near the water felt great, and being with my friends and their kids felt even better. Also, Owen and Hudson were there too, but Owen was busy ignoring me and playing with the other kids, and I was too busy smothering and kissing Hudsy to get his picture.

Highlights:

Afty calling her mom, Erin, by her other name - "Er-dog" (twice).
Owen acting like he didn't hear me when I asked to be his girlfriend.
Laney getting in trouble for trying to drink the water every 2 minutes.

I love you all so much. Let's do it again next week!!

Ashley and Laura in Peru (just the pics)

2008-07-14T13:12:00.000-07:00

Click on the link to see some pictures of me and Ash in Peru:

Ashley and Laura in Peru (part 1)

Ok, we're back...

2008-07-11T08:51:00.001-07:00

...and we've been back for a while. I'm the worst blogger ever. Right after getting home from the MOST amazing trip ever (information and pictures to come), we had approximately 4 days to pack up our entire condo and get out. That's right, our lease is up and we no longer live in Arizona. To fill you in....Ash and I had a lot of decisions to make at the end of this school year. As it turns out, we are splitting up. We are not breaking up, just taking some time apart. How do I feel about it? Sick to my stomach. But our lives are taking us in two different directions...and two different states. Ashley got a coveted job at Park City High School in Utah teaching Sophomore English and Yearbook and will be starting in August. I decided to take the plunge into grad school getting my Masters in Counseling from Loyola Marymount in L.A., also starting in August. That means that the tripod (Carlee, Ash and I) are officially going to be living in 3 different states. This also means that we are going to be racking up a lot of frequent flyer miles between Utah, Wyoming and California. Anyway, I have yet to decide what to do about the "Laura and Ashley" blog. I'm thinking I would like to keep it and still blog about Ashley (as I am the only one that does that anyway), but I'm curious to know what you all think. Do we desert this blog and start our own? The thought is heartbreaking. Almost as heartbreaking as not being able to wake up to Ashley's sweet face everyday. As you can see, I'm having a really hard time with this. But, I know we are both doing the right thing and will have some amazing experiences (and maybe be able to sustain a relationship with the opposite sex without the other interfering...no promises though). More on some funny stories over the last couple of weeks, and on our trip to Peru to come.....

If you need us, we'll be here....

2008-06-10T18:54:00.000-07:00

...trudging through the Amazon, and hiking the mountain ridges of Machu Picchu. A little over a year ago, Ashley and I had a dream of living as Mother Nature intended, with little more than the clothes on our backs and spending time harnessing our inner survivor skills. We have added a few more people to the trek, and have spent more time in REI then is healthy, but are finally ready to go. We will be traveling through Lima, Cusco, Manu, Machu Picchu, Mexico City and back on June 26th. I'm sure we will have more than one adventurous story to tell - hopefully none including us being locked up in a Peruvian jail, getting robbed, or falling off the mountain due to exhaustion. Until then.....wish us luck!!!

Hard of hearing

2008-05-15T20:44:00.000-07:00

This is a conversation I had with my hair stylist today:

Laura: Hi Maren, no cut today, just color. I'm trying to grow my hair out. Maybe just a trim to re-shape it.

What she heard: Hi Maren, I'm thinking of trying something new. Instead of growing my hair out, cut it shorter than we ever have before. I'm talking really short. Almost to the point of people wondering whether or not I'm a recovering cancer patient. Seriously, long hair is so overrated. The ability to be able to pull it back in a ponytail, run my fingers seductively through it, or look like a female from behind...I'm so over it. Let's chop it off!

I don't know why this always happens to me. And of course, since I can't keep my mouth shut during my appointment long enough to know what is going on, I didn't say a thing. Oh well. It grows back, right? I'm not going to complain...I'm going to Hawaii until after Memorial Day, and hopefully will have some hair on my head by the time I get back. Hope everyone is doing well.

Rachel's Birthday Shout Out.

2008-04-18T16:03:00.001-07:00

Rachel, I remember when you, me and Ashley used to eat tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches while watching Full House everyday after school.

I remember when you used to cheat off me in Mrs. White's English class in 9th grade and never got caught.

I remember spending the summer of '03 with you, eating "Salad Shakers" (I really wish Mickey D's would bring those back) and singing to the Dixie Chicks in your car.

I remember sleeping in your huge bed more than I slept in my own. And I also remember trying to squeeze 3 in Ashley's twin size bed...we did, and then took a nap.

I remember you dragging me out of bed in high school at 5 am to go to the gym...and then getting a Juice Tree right after, destroying all our hard work.

I remember how attached you are to your "blankie".

I remember thinking how lucky I was when we became such close friends, and wondering how I ever lived without you.

I remember how to you took a huge risk and followed your dreams, creating the most stupendous and precious baby clothing line I've ever seen.

I remember how you were the only one who would tell me how it was when I was making a mistake - only because I know you care.

I remember how you always really listen to me and give me heartfelt and great advice. I would do anything you told me to do because I trust you that much.

I remember and think often of how you are the greatest friend EVER.

Happy Birthday sweet Rachel....we love you, adore you, idolize you, respect you, and miss you even more!

Also, to my fellow blog readers, check out Rachel's adorable and amazing baby clothing line, Rachelli Design. They are the cutest little pieces ever and all the kids should be wearing them. Get some now before she gets really famous and it becomes impossible to get anything....

I'm not getting older, I'm getting better...

2008-04-17T16:35:00.000-07:00

To preface this post, these are pictures of me on my birthday a month ago. Jeff, one of my best friends in the whole world, baked the most amazing yellow cake with homemade chocolate frosting that I've ever tasted. He also insisted that he stick all 25 candles on it (which, by the way, I now have to buy two packs of candles...since they only come with 24 a pack). After I successfully blew them out, the entire room filled with smoke. The second picture is of me trying to duck and save my lungs.

I clearly remember the day I started to feel like an adult. Ashley and I were on our way home from Scipio where Darren and Lacey had invited us to get together with the whole gang. We had a great time, and if you put us in the country/outdoors, we get really giddy and playful...almost like children. Throughout the weekend trip though, it became increasingly evident that it was incredibly unpractical, and just down-right unsafe for us to use our bodies as if we were teenagers again. The many horseback rides, trampoline/night games and running around looking for adventures had taken quite the toll on what was left of us. Ashley spent the next couple weeks visiting the chiropractor for a trampoline-related neck injury and I spent the next couple days icing some sore muscles and tending to a bruise that went from my left hip down to my ankle. Okay, so we aren't as resilient as we used to be. Fine. It happens to everyone and we should just learn to age gracefully. And I plan on it. Still, just for the fun of it, I have compiled a list of reasons of why lately, I feel so old.

1- First one, already mentioned...too many candles. Too much smoke sets off fire alarms. Enough said.

2- I find myself using words like "comfortable" when describing my ideal clothing now, and "practical" when shopping for shoes. I'm 5'1" on a good day, and I choose to wear flats because it just doesn't make sense to me to wear heels that would give me blisters, or knowing me...make me trip and fall. This also brings me to reason #3....

3- I "just don't get" teenagers and their fashion choices today. You should see some of the things they wear. Not only do they look ridiculous, but also just look really, really uncomfortable. I also find myself lingering around the faculty saying things like, "I can't believe kids today..." and to my students, I will start off an annoying number of phrases with things like, "Well, when I was in high school...," or "When I was growing up...".

4- Songs like Bon Jovi's, "Its My Life," and the "Macarena" are considered oldies. (Another thing I picked up from the kids at school.)

5- I could care less about rims, TVs/DVDs in the back of your car, or how much you spent on those pants. I'd rather throw my "G's" towards something worthwhile, like a new home, or on my family and friends. It takes a lot more to impress me now.

6- I realize that my parents actually do, "know what's best". They are always right and always have been. Also, I find myself enjoying the company of people older than the age of 50. Actually, I might prefer it. They are so full of wisdom and have so many great stories to share. I always come away feeling satisfied.

7- Weekends are still for relaxation, but also for being productive. I really do not want to be up at all hours of the night, unless it is in the company of the people I care most about. "Going out" has become much less appealing because I've got stuff to do.

8- I'm going blind. I wear sunglasses for at least 2 minutes after I've walked inside a building. I only take them off when I'm in complete protection of the sun hitting my eyes. My eyes have become so bad and sensitive that I've turned into one of those people that you want to say, "Hey, where's the sun?" to and smack them upside the head for looking so ridiculous.

9- Fear of the sun, in general. I have spent more money on anti-aging creams, lotions and treatments than I ever spent actually tanning to get all this "irreversible damage" I've been told I have. And yes, I have looked up the price of Botox...on more than one occasion.

10- Up to a certain point, when you tell people how old you are, they will respond with a, "Oh, you are still so young." Now, when I tell people how old I am they say, "Oh...cool." or "Well, at least you don't look it....".

The Last Lecture

2008-04-15T20:23:00.000-07:00

If you haven't seen this, I highly suggest that you take the time to watch the whole thing. Very powerful. Very moving. Very true.

Random thoughts/Blogging world, I've missed you.

2008-04-15T19:02:00.001-07:00

I lost my car today. Yes, yes...everyone forgets where they park their car every so often. Today though, for me, this was a very bad sign. As I began scouring the grocery store parking lot, I realized that I never actually remembered parking my car. In fact, I couldn't remember the last 30 minutes of my life. What I thought about, who I saw...was all a blur. Had I been walking around in a daze for the last half hour? This of course, got me thinking (I know, big surprise) so bear with me as I as use this post as a life update/personal journal entry.

This last year has been one that I will look back on as one of my most influential. After overcoming a bout of depression and being thrown full force into a life unrecognized due to some unforeseen circumstances, I feel like I know more about myself now than ever. I have, for lack of a better word, "re-learned" who I am, what makes me tick, my likes and dislikes, my hobbies, what I willing to give in relationship, and more importantly, what I want out of one (besides someone to hold my hand and slow me down). I have learned that I like doing things for myself, but love the fact that I have so many great people in my life that want to help me do them. I have gained confidence in knowing that I can get through anything and can take care of myself if I need to - independence, wow - its empowering. As much as I appreciate where I am now, this has not come without some new added pressure. Pressure and expectations I have put on myself. The last couple of weeks, I have shared with those around me a sense of urgency and stress that I am placing on my future. I have thought so much about what I "should be doing" that I am forgetting one of the biggest lessons I have learned so far. That being, to live in the moment and take (and appreciate) each day as it comes. I keep waiting for myself to "get somewhere"...that I am forgetting what is important to me. I want so much out of life. So much that it is bogging down my mind and I'm forgetting to breathe. While I think goals are a great and necessary thing, I also think my lack of prioritizing these goals is causing some crazy stress in my life right now. Unnecessary, but true.

I am lucky to be surrounded with so many people that provide so much insight into my life. My younger sister, Amy, who is infinitely wise beyond her years helped me gain some perspective into what I might be missing tonight. She pointed out that I may be putting all my focus into things of the moment, things, "of the world" and not concentrating on what may really make me happy in the long run. Most specifically, family - present, and future. My closest friends Darren and Lacey pointed out that maybe there was too much "I " in my life right now. To get me out of a mini-breakdown that I had this past weekend, they suggested that I do something for others because true happiness, as they quoted to me, "comes from serving others". I think a lot is to be said for those two little things...family and service/charity. So, for the next little while, I'm going to think about worrying a little less, and try to put my trust in that by living each day to the best of my ability, things will fall into place. Key word being...try.

I hope you all watched "The Last Lecture" post that came before this one. I guess the moral of this post (since the solution is blurry) can really be summarized by my favorite quote in that lecture..."If you lead your life the right way, the Karma will take care of itself, the dreams will come to you....". More or less this was an excuse to write down my thoughts...hoping to get some comments, words of advice, life insight and so forth.

"Slow down and everything you are chasing will come around and catch you." - John De Paola

A little mid-week inspiration...

2008-03-06T21:25:00.000-08:00

To make up for my sick and cynical attitude the last couple of days, I felt that I should write something a little more uplifting. And actually, this isn't written by me at all, but I thought it was kind of cute. A student of mine gave it to me (wonder if she was trying to say something???). Either way, it helped whip me back into shape, so here it is:

"Day by day to a happy and healthy life" -Daily practices for good-hearted living by Steve Wilson, President of the World Laughter Tour, 2002.

Mondays- Mondays are for compliments. This overcomes our tendency to criticize and be judgmental of others, which robs us of laughter. Look for the good in others, tell them about it, and you might just end up laughing together.
Tuesdays- Flexibility. There is no laughter in being stubborn. We all get set in our ways and yet it is a good thing to be open to new ideas. It can be more fun than being in a rut. An open mind lets the laughter in.
Wednesdays- Gratitude. A good way to feel miserable is to always think you need something more to make you happy. An attitude of gratitude brings serenity and laughter.
Thursdays- Kindness. Think of ways to help make the other person's life a little easier. Simple kindness may be the most vital key to the riddle of how human beings can live with each other in peace, and care properly for this planet we share.
Fridays- Forgiveness for letting go of anger. Find a way to see those who have hurt you in the new light of compassion. Releasing anger makes you healthier and opens up room in your heart for more laughter.
Weekends- Chocolate. Remember to eat some chocolate or any other favorite food. Remember to take time for leisure, pleasure and relaxation. Weekend thought: "A bad day fishing beats a good day working."

This made me feel all warm inside and I hope to apply it to my life on a more consistent basis. Luckily, I take the "Weekend" advice and apply it to my life daily to make up for what I lack during the week.

Sick. Cynical. Blah.

2008-03-05T18:15:00.000-08:00

I have been down and out for the last couple of days with a wench of a cold. I'm in an extremely bad mood about it because it has made me so lazy/bored, therefore I'm going to make the rest of you suffer by reading my random "my fever has made me a little delusional" thoughts.

1- Nighttime television. I rarely watch it, unless it is something completely pointless that will rot my mind, but at the same time makes me feel a little bit better about my life (i.e., Bad Girls Club, Real Housewives of Orange County, The Hills, etc. etc), but since I have been sick I have caught American Idol both nights. I'm a fan of Carly Smithson, and usually a fan of the girls in general. If a guy wins American Idol, he is someone like Clay Aiken. If you are a guy, you should be in a band or something to avoid looking gay. Sorry.

2- Daytime television. I'm trying to think of a bigger way to waste my time. Can't think of one.

3- I am so tired. I have slept a little bit every hour, almost every hour that I have been sick the last couple of days (excluding today, as I dragged myself to work only to infect everyone around me). I did not know that I was physically capable of so much sleep. As a self-diagnosed insomniac, my body does not know how to react to all this extra sleep I'm getting and is now refusing to function at all. I've made a permanent indent in the couch and I've never felt so lazy.

4- Everyone I know has a baby. Almost. Since I have had so much time on my hands, I have gotten obnoxious with the amount of time I am spending blog-surfing. What I have come to find out is that almost everyone I tracked down/stalked either has a kid(s) or has one on the way. I have never seen so many 'baby-trackers' on blogs in my life. Even girls I went to school that are younger than me are working on their second baby. Kind of made me feel old. And childless.

5- I miss my mom. It is really hard to feel independent when I just want my mom to come take care of me. I wonder if I will ever grow out of that?

6- Over analyzation. If you give me enough time to think, I will take every aspect of my life, dissect it, and then try to figure out how and if I should change it. This is something Ashley knows as one of my "crazy traits" and I'm lucky to have her around as my personal therapist or I would be living as a bum in Canada.

That's all I have for today.

Littlest love

2008-03-03T07:52:00.000-08:00

Not having any children of my own, I do not get the same kind of bragging rights as most of my friends do on their blogs. But, I saw these pictures on my sister-in-law's blog and couldn't help it. So, here they are. I think she gets that attitude and eye for style from me. It made my heart hurt because I miss her so much.

Saturday Afternoon Tribute

2008-02-23T23:39:00.000-08:00

Scottsdale is really growing on me this winter. For all the complaining I did from July-December, Arizona is really making it up to me by producing some pretty beautiful days this month. Ashley and I are lucky enough to live within walking distance of a great running/biking trail that wraps around a golf course, two lakes and a huge park, so I decided to take a run this afternoon (witnesses might say it was more of a light jog/pet a dog/walk/pet another dog, etc etc...but whatever, I was exercising). As I made my way around the trail, I couldn't help but notice all the dad's out with their children today. Everywhere I looked I saw them. There was a dad helping his little toddler feed the ducks and kept holding him back as he tried to jump in the lake after them. There was another dad shooting baskets with his son, cheering him on at every shot; and another playing soccer with his daughter. They were everywhere. I was even asked to take a picture of a happy family for their dad's 45th birthday party/picnic. This continued most of the way along the trail. I think there is nothing more precious than seeing a father playing with his kids, and they were all on their game today. As I neared the end of my "run" I witnessed a particularly sweet moment where a father began jumping up and down as he watched his son whack a golf ball straight towards the hole. At this exact moment through my earphones, Chicago's, "You're the Inspiration" began playing. (This has become a continuous problem when I shuffle my songs while exercising since I have just as much sappy/church/Christmas stuff as I do other music.) Cheesy - I know, but true. Nevertheless, while it didn't help fuel my workout, it was completely appropriate in the moment and I couldn't help but get choked up as my thoughts turned to my own dad who I knew at that time was spending his afternoon cleaning up the yard and working around the house while nursing a cold. This is a perfect example of what a selfless, loving and amazing father I have. I feel so lucky to have him, and even a state away I'm reminded of and thankful for him every single day.

"Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad." ~Author Unknown

On a different note, I think I saw my first celebrity sighting today. Elizabeth Hasselbeck from The View was at the park today. It took me a second to recognize her, but I'm almost positive it was her. I think I remember hearing that her husband plays for the Cardinals??? So it fits, right? Lacey....I'm catching up!

Spotlight on: Darren and Lacey Neilson

2008-02-22T16:32:00.000-08:00

I have been telling my dear friend Lacey that I was going to write a "spotlight" on her and my favorite friend-husband, Darren as I have become a weekend fixture at their home in L.A over the last couple of months. They are kind enough to house me, feed me, and stay up way past their usual bedtime to entertain me. I've compiled a list of interesting facts about this charming couple that I would like to share with you all:

They keep the temperature in their home at below freezing. There has been more than one occasion that I have woken up and could not feel my legs. I have come up with two theories of why they might do this. A. Their have such warm hearts that it heats up their entire body and they don't need any extra, or B. They are sick of seeing me around their house, and are trying to freeze me out.

They are Disneyland experts. This is very important to me as my love for all things Disney exceeds that of a 5 year old. They have annual passes and know how to navigate their way around the magical kingdom with such orderly grace and confidence that its almost like watching a work of art being composed. They took Cortney and me around in a such a parental fashion last weekend, that we didn't have to worry about a thing. We hit all the good rides and had the best day ever.

I need both of them. I kind of look of them as a team. I need them both for different things, and they both provide me with inspiration, love, comfort, guidance and an open mind (and lets be honest, if you are going to be friends with me, you need that). I look forward to my nightly calls with Lacey, with Darren in the background, half-way in the conversation.

They have a dog named Chip, who they treat like a child. Chip, who I have bonded with quite a bit over my most recent visits, has more toys than any child I know. I'm trying to think of any shopping trip I have spent with Lacey where something for Chip is not considered. Can't think of one. I feel sorry for my future children as they will undoubtedly be jealous of this sweet little cocker spaniel. He is spoiled rotten, and they know it.

They are friends with celebrities. No, I'm not talking about myself. Dr. Rey, aka Dr. 90210, is in their ward. Last Sunday, we made eye contact and he asked me how I was doing. I'm now claiming that we are friends. I love going to church with Lacey and Darren.

They are hard workers who both know what they want. Darren, a fabulous student in law school, studies harder than any student I know (even when I beg him to stop and hang out with me). He is going to be a great lawyer and provider for his family. Lacey, now an official Los Angeles hair stylist, is always looking for ways she can help out their little family and is always on the move. I appreciate what great examples they are to me!

I'm hoping that you all know a little bit more about the lives of two of my very best friends. Thank you Darren and Lacey, for always taking care of me. I love you guys!!!

Happy Valentines Day!!!

2008-02-14T16:05:00.000-08:00

I know a lot of you were probably expecting a bitter and cynical rant about how Valentines Day is the worst day of the year from me today. Maybe a little snipet about how St. Valentine worked for Hallmark, and how I will be spending most of the day stuffing myself with overpriced chocolates and listening to the song, "Love Stinks" over and over. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but its not going to happen. Truth is, I LOVE love. I love everything about love. I love loving people, and I love getting it in return. And, as it turns out, this has been the best Valentines I have had in years and years. So, in dedication to the holiday, I'm going to give you some of my favorite quotes about love, and I hope all of you are getting plenty of it today. I L-O-V-E you all!

"Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile."
~Franklin P. Jones

"Love is a friendship set to music."
~ E. Joseph Cossman

"Love is a many splendid thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!"
~ from the movie Moulin Rouge

"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

"To love another person is to see the face of God."
~ Les Miserables

"Laura, I love your love."
~ Ashley Engar

"Spread love everywhere you go: first of all in your own house. Give love to your children, to your wife or husband, to a next door neighbor... Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness; kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile, kindness in your warm greeting."
~ Mother Theresa

Happy V-Day!

TAGGED

2008-02-09T15:04:00.000-08:00

TAGGED!!! My sweet friend Erin tagged us for the "all about my spouse" post. It seems appropriate, so here it goes (I've inserted my own version on some of the questions):

About my man (uh, friend)........
What is his (her) name? Ashley "Boo" Engar
How long have you been married? We dated on and off for about 5 years, but have been really serious for 1 year this month.
How long did you date (known each other)? I remember the first time I saw her on the soccer field. It was like all the other players disappeared the moment we locked eyes.
How old is he (she)? 24
Who eats more sweets? We both have a problem with them.
Who said I love you first? Probably me...I have so much love to give.
Who is taller? Ashley
Who can sing better? Ashley, though it doesn't stop me from trying.
Who is smarter? We both think we are geniuses.
Who does laundry? Both, but I've been known to sneak into her room to do some of hers.
Who pays the bills? She reminds me to pay them because I consciously choose to forget about them.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? If we are sleeping in the same bed? I do.
Who mows the lawn? If we had a lawn, I'm guessing I would. I love yard work.
Who cooks dinner? We both microwave veggie burgers to perfection.
Who drives? I love to drive, so usually me. Her driving makes me a bit nauseous.
Who is more stubborn? We are both annoyingly laid-back.
Who asked who out first? Me, I'm a little more forward.
Who proposed? I did, when I kind of told her I was moving to a different state with her, and she didn't really have a choice.
Who has more siblings? Ashley
Who wears the pants? Touchy question...she thinks I'm a pushover, but I disagree.
I tag Ashley Lee, Amanda Campbell, and Lindsey Dumas!

Spotlight on: Anna Vincent Campbell

2008-02-07T17:25:00.001-08:00

This sweet little gem in the back of my dad in this picture is my sister Anna. We were on a fishing trip in Maui last year and she hated life. And I was taking the picture, so she hated me even more. Many might think that I am rude for picking this picture, but she actually picked it for me to put on my blog. This is just a glimpse into her personality. You will never find a funnier, wittier or more sarcastic person. I don't even know where she comes up with some of the stuff she does. If you don't believe me, check out Anna and Amy's blog: http://annaandamycampbell.blogspot.com. It deserves a shout-out because she is hilarious. As she turned 17 on Monday, I couldn't help but noticing that she keeps getting cooler as the years go by (if that's possible). As far as sisters go, she is the best. I have always been close to Anna, but it has been so much fun to watch her get older. If anyone asks, I will always admit that it seems like I am the younger sister. She has been such a support for me to lean on, the best listener and an unbelievable friend. She calms me down, listens to my crazy stories (and life), gives great advice and is an even better example. I feel really sorry for people that don't have her as a sister. She definitely got most of the best Campbell traits; beautiful dark eyes and hair, full lips, impeccable style, and the heighth. Oh, how I would kill for an inch of two of what she got. Anyway... I once heard the quote, "We were born sisters, and grew up to be friends." This thought comes to me often when thinking of my sweet sister, because she is the best of both. A great sister and my best friend. Happy Birthday Anna...I love you!

"When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?" ~Pam Brown

How to Flirt

2008-01-22T22:16:00.001-08:00

It was inevitable. For those that were worried, I have started to like men again. It is not coming easily though. In high school, if you could have graduated with honors in flirting, I probably would have been at the top of my class. It was obnoxious, but that is how it was. Ashley and I have been discussing how easy it was when we were younger, even up to a couple of years ago, when we actually knew what we were doing. Somewhere between that time and now, we have lost the ability to show interest in the guys we actually like or show any sort of smoothness around the opposite sex at all. And I'm serious, it's pretty bad. I remember this boy in elementary school who used to kick the girls that he liked. We may have to resort to physical abuse. At least they would know that we were paying attention to them. Of course I'm exaggerating, but it has become significantly harder to remain cool and calm when around a crush. Ashley and I both have noticed that we freeze up around guys we like. Neither one of us could be confused for shy in most situations - we are both somewhat loud and unafraid to speak what is on our minds. At least that is what we thought. I recall a moment a couple of weeks ago in church when Ashley was stressing over possible conversation topics to a cute guy in our ward sitting next to her. Eventually, she turned to him, pointing to the large book in his lap and said, "Wow, those are pretty big scriptures." She then continued to pick up the book on my lap, and point out that they were a new set I got for Christmas. Obviously, stimulating conversation. Still, she is a lot smoother than me. I lose the ability to speak altogether, which probably looks like I'm bored out of my mind. What is really going on - is that I'm spending countless minutes trying to come up with smooth, witty things to say - all which come out really stupid, or somewhat inappropriate. It is probably best if I sit there and say nothing. We actually googled flirting today - just to see if there was a step-by-step way of doing it - just to help us out a little. This is what was found, according to wikiHow:

How to Flirt with a Guy:
1- Be conscious of your appearance.
Possibly the most important rule to remember when flirting with any guy! Not every guy wants a plastic doll. It means that you should be elegant and clean looking. You don’t need to be drop dead gorgeous. Don’t go overboard or you’ll look like you tried way too hard. Also, don’t wear clothes that reveal too much or you’ll look like a slut, most guys like breasts but that will attract other male attention.
2- Achieve the Perfect Personality.
Whenever you talk to your special guy think of the three S’s: Sweetness, Sexiness and Smarts. Sweetness comes with vulnerability, shyness and kindness. These three factors are especially important because they are what make your hottie feel especially masculine. To act vulnerable and shy try tucking your hair behind your ears, smiling charmingly and batting your eyelashes, but make sure that you practice so it doesn't look like there is something in your eye. When ever you see him in the hall ways, be sure to give him a half smile and a real flirty look. Or you could pull your (long) sleeves over your hands and hold on with your thumbs. Then straighten your arms out (downward) and maybe bite your lower lip and raise your eyebrows.
3- Act Right
There are multiple ways to act flirty, here are some of the best suggestions:
Compliments-Be sure to compliment them on things that are true. Sometimes people will make up compliments just to talk to someone, but that is the total wrong thing to do. You really should compliment on things you really like, so you sound more sincere naturally.

Intense Eye-The intense eye is a trick that models spend years perfecting. You must give your hottie an intense stare that is both sexy and mysterious at the same time. You should try practicing the look in the mirror, and if completed correctly you should feel as sexy as a celeb.

Eyelash Batting- This trick is one of the oldest tricks known to man. It gives you a sweet and vulnerable factor, which guys love because it make themselves feel powerful. Remember to practice this if you intend to use this technique.

Hair Flip and Twirl- If you want to catch a guys attention, flip your hair casually over your shoulder, twist it and then untwist it, tuck it behind your ears, or run your hands through it.

Soft Giggle and Smile-According to polls, a laugh and a smile are the sexiest things a female can wear. If you perfect your smile and laugh to be seductive and sweet, you will find some great results. Practice forcing a natural smile and laugh, it can help through awkward situations.

Magic Touch- You can learn to brush a guy in such a way that you send tingles up and down his spine. Casually tap him while laughing, rest your head on his shoulder if you’re tired and hold his hand when you're nervous; it will give him a sense of manliness and you a touch sweetie-pie, no pun intended.

I know you are all as impressed by this material as I was. The rest of this week will be dedicated to researching ways to achieve the perfect personality, the practice of batting our eyelashes without looking like there is something stuck in our eye, and ways of flipping our hair while giggling softly and looking mysteriously vulnerable. There may be hope for us yet.

Another year down for Shanna-banana...

2008-01-17T17:01:00.000-08:00

I'm obviously a little behind on blogging, but trying to catch up on my birthday shout-outs. Our blog wouldn't be complete without letting the world (and by world, I mean the 5 friends of mine who read this) know that our Shanna has hit the big 2-5. I think Shanna has been a great example to all of us, and has shown us what true strength, faith and a good attitude look like. As we have gotten older, I have learned to appreciate her constant cheerful disposition, kind heart and willingness to listen and be there whenever you need her. In true "Laura's a geek" format, I've decided to do another name poem, because it is not hard to find something good that relates to Shanna for every letter in the alphabet.

Style. You all know what I'm talking about. There is no competition.
Hilarious. She has an amazing sense of humor, and I never need to censor myself in front of her...which I love.
Admiration. I think we all admire Shanna for all she has Accomplished (hey, another 'A') in life.
Naughty. Because she is a little bit. We all know it, love it and cherish it.
Nate. She truly found her perfect match. We love them togther. (Also: Neat. Nice. Natural. Nifty.)
America's Next Top Model...because this leggy love of ours is hotter than any girl that has ever won.

Heart. She has a big one and is very thoughtful.
Unique. In a good way.
Roommate. We had some great and memorable times together.
Sensitive. She definitely has a sweet soft side.
Tall. I'm jealous.

Happy Birthday Shanna....we are in love with you!!

Happy Birthday LACEY!!

2008-01-17T14:59:00.000-08:00

Happy 25th Birthday to our sweet Lacey Latimer Neilson! She knows she is a favorite of mine, and rightfully so. Even though I have only been friends with her a short 10 years, I have experienced SO much with her. We have been through a lot of ups and downs, but through it all she has remained a constant and loving friend in my life. She is beautiful, talented and is the best back-tickler ever.

10 Reasons why I/we love Lacey:
1- She is beautiful inside and out. Before Darren wisely snatched her up, all the boys were after her.
2- She has always known exactly what she wanted (which makes me jealous) and she does what she needs to do to get it.
3- She has the best memory of any of our friends. If it wasn't for her, many of us would have forgotten some of the best and funniest memories/songs/ex-boyfriends/kisses/trips/etc.
4-She is extremely thoughtful and always gets the best gifts - they are funny, perfect and always my favorite.
5- She stands up for herself and what she believes in.
6- She married the best guy, and they take care of each other. She will be an amazing mother!
7- She is the least judgemental person in the world. She always keeps an open mind. I could tell her anything - and I do.
8- She is always positive and sees the best in people. This is probably my favorite thing about Lacey, because even in my lowest of lows, she saw the light at the end of the tunnel and my potential - helping me see it all too.
9- Now that she lives in L.A. not only is she right in the thick of it sometimes, but she knows all the celebrity gossip...which for me, is awesome.
10- When you become best friends with Lacey, you stay that way. She knows what it takes to be a good friend and I know we will be close for the rest of our lives.

Happy Birthday Lacey-love! Thank you for being such a great friend, person and example. We love you and know this next year is going to be a great one for you!

**I choose pictures according to the quality of the shot of the subject...which conveniently, does not include me in it.

Celebrating the Sistahs...

2008-01-13T15:36:00.000-08:00

I have been struggling with the thought of getting older the last couple of weeks. I know it sounds stupid, as I am only coming up on my 25th birthday (and I am bound to be made fun of after this post) but I just don't feel very young anymore. It is not only the fact that I feel like I have aged 10 years in 1. It could be that one of my students told me that while I was very short, my "face was too old to be a high school student"...or, it could be that on Friday night one of my friends told me that while all the other girls we were with were wrinkle-free, I, however, was not, and that it was never too early to consider Botox. He meant it in the nicest way possible. Either way, my latest obsession has been the secret to staying young...forever.

This all being said, I didn't think it was the best idea to agree to be Ashley's date to chaperon her school's Winter Formal, but I still did it knowing that I would at least get some good blogging material out of it. We managed to make it through most of the dance unnoticed and hung to the side with the rest of the teachers/old people. I still felt pretty old at first when the "oldies" of the night were songs like, "Macarena" and "Ice Ice Baby," but by the end of the night I was feeling OK again, and was glad that I went. As fun as my youth and high school days were, I don't think I would ever want to go back. First, because all the kids looked pretty awkward on the dance floor (nothing like Ash and I would have looked like now) and second, I think that we are only getting better and more beautiful with age and experience. At least that is what I'm telling myself now, so don't ruin it for me.

After the dance was over, and being pretty anxious to go dancing since we had been holding ourselves back for the last 3 hours, we decided to meet up with some of our friends in Phoenix at a Jazz club called the Rhythm Room. It was the first time we had gone, and we didn't know what to expect, so we were a little surprised to find out 2 minutes after walking through the door that it was "Dyke Night" at the club (I don't believe in using that word, it's what they actually called it). The 5 woman band playing called themselves "Sistah Blue" and they were true soul sisters. The vibe of the club was awesome, the music was great and it had everyone on the dance floor. We immediately joined in with the crowd, which was a bit older than we were expecting. I tried more than once to join the women on the floor, but they weren't having it. I think they sensed I was not of their sexual orientation (or wasn't their type) because every time I got close trying to mimic some of their moves, they quickly moved away in the other direction. I was feeling pretty rejected until the bump and grind of a small older woman making it down my backside caused me to almost halt mid-dance move - and now has me contemplating if I should be scheduling an appointment to see my Bishop. "Check out this young thing!" I heard her yell from behind me. I decided to just go with it since if I just walked away, it would probably look/seem rude. I am really only comfortable dancing with girls anyway, so would this really be that different? It was. It become apparent a couple seconds into the song that this was not her first time at the Rhythm Room. She threw in a couple "Whoo Hoo's!" and "You go girl's!" as she pulled out her sweetest dance moves and made her way around my stiff/anxious/swaying body. At times I thought I heard a hip pop, but quickly learned that it was the rhythmic and incessant snapping of her fingers and clicking of her cowboy boots that had me confused. With no help from the group I was with (including Ashley), this violation continued throughout most of the song, until I was able to "spin move" my way out of the crowd and back to my friends. They claim I was "asking for it" which is why they only laughed hysterically at my first girl-on-girl dancing experience instead of saving me from it. I probably was, but would you tell your friend that followed a kitten into a dark alley that came back mugged and with only one shoe that they were "asking for it"? I doubt it. Still, despite the distraction, it turned out being a great, diverse, cultured and eye-opening experience for all of us. Needless to say, today I have a bit of a spring in my step. Nothing like getting harassed by an older lesbian to make you feel young again.

Adventures in Traveling

2008-01-08T20:24:00.000-08:00

I'm a little behind on blogging as I'm back in Arizona and trying to resume my normal activities. I've never handled change very well, so going home really kind of threw me off. I have been wanting to write a bit on traveling/flying though, since it seems like I have been on an airplane more last year than I have in my entire life.

I feel lucky to be able to go visit my family so easily, but one thing is for sure - I am a horrible traveler. I love to go home and to different places, but the process of getting there is my own personal hell. I can always count on a number of things happening on what I like to call my "traveling day". First, I know that no matter what time my flight is, my entire day is taken up by packing, getting to the airport and reaching my destination. Packing, if you ask anyone close to me, has never been one of my talents. I am the worst. No matter where I am going and how long I will be there, my bags are always overstuffed and make no sense whatsoever. Do I need 4 tank tops to my week long trip to Utah in December? Probably not, but I don't seem to care. The anxiety that packing causes me (because I wait until the last minute) is enough to make me crazy. And it does. Second, I can always be counted on to shed quite a few tears as I say goodbye to my family, specifically my parents, as they drop me off at the security checkpoint. Speaking of security - I always get overly anxious to get through that line and always breathe a sigh of relief once I do. After witnessing a slight disagreement between Carlee and airport security a couple of years ago, I always get nervous that I'm going to get stopped, and accused of something horrible, that will in turn - make me miss my flight (which I have also done on more than one occasion). Because of this, I'm always close to stripping down to my skivvies and putting everything I own into a small plastic bag to send through the line. Once I'm actually on the airplane, and since I'm usually by myself, I will inevitably be sat next to an adorable older woman who loves to talk, or an unusually oversized man - who also, loves to talk. As we take off and the turbulence sets in....speaking of, I say we ban those small SkyWest planes altogether (sorry Ashley Lee). I would think they would be safer than the big ones. I don't know why...weighing less = less likely to fall...?? But they are not. If a bird brushes up the side of it, it is thrown into a tailspin and it takes about 5 minutes for the pilot to level out again. Anyway...the flight gets underway, and by the stirring in the seats and people looking over their shoulders, I can tell the beverage service has began. It seems like hardly anyone can relax until they get their drink and ridiculously small bag of peanuts (which I still claim to be the best peanuts...ever) . I take this moment of excitement to stick in my IPod and open a book, as it is the only point in my flight where my talkative friend next to me is focused on something else. On this last flight back, I opened up the SkyMall magazine, and I must say...the people who come up with that stuff are geniuses. Talk about great gift ideas. I want to open up a SkyMall store. Back to the flight though...the good thing about flying is the deep thought that comes from being stuck between two strangers with nothing else to really look at other than the back of an airplane seat. I thought a lot about the past year, and made some great plans for 2008. Sometimes I can get really relaxed, listening to music, to where I am really bummed when they ask me to "turn off all my electronic devices" as we get close to landing. Being the rebel that I am, I always try to keep it on as long as possible, hiding it under my shirt or jacket. The woman that sat next to me this last trip was nice enough to let me know 5 minutes before they even announced it, and then a couple minutes after (seeing me trying to slip it away unnoticed) that I was interfering with signals/causing the plane to crash. I sound bitter, but I know she was right. As we landed, it finally sunk in that the holidays were over, and that real life had to begin again. Sitting at the baggage claim is always entertaining. It seems like I am always surrounded by couples. Not just normal couples though - couples in love. I'm lucky with my bags though - they, and I always get out pretty fast. As I'm walking outside, getting a little down by all the displays of public affection going on around me, a familiar black car pulls up to the curb, and I'm greeted by Ashley's happy (but slightly annoyed for having to usher through the traffic) face...and everything is OK again.

On a different note, once I came home, I learned that our South African handy man has returned. We should have some interesting stories in the near future.

Home for the Holidays, Merry Christmas

2007-12-24T12:38:00.000-08:00

I finally made it back yesterday, after what seemed like months of over-excitement to come home. As I flew in with my family, I was welcomed with a blanket of snow covering every inch of Salt Lake. Ashley and I have been trying our best to get into the Christmas spirit in Arizona, and though we did a pretty good job, nothing is like being home for the holidays.

A lot of things are different about this year, and they've been making me a little anxious. Luckily, I'm so darn happy all the time now, that I don't recognize stress in my life anymore and it just comes in the form of hives. That's right, hives. It's going to be an itchy Christmas. The biggest change is that I'm back home with my parents and sisters this year, but I couldn't be happier to feel like a little kid again. My mom always makes the house so warm and cozy that it is hard not to feel the Christmas spirit. My expectations are pretty high this time of year and she does not disappoint. I have to admit that I was a little concerned about how my emotions/mental state would be since this is the first Christmas single again, but I think my whole family is breathing a sigh of relief this year as everything seems as it should be. Second, would be that my focus on how I view Christmas has changed a little bit. Not that I didn't realize this before, but I'm recognizing this Christmas as a time for being grateful for family and friends and the time I'm able to spend with them. Most of all, my thoughts turn towards our Savior, and the blessings He has brought into my life. Thirdly, I've managed to survive almost solely on sugar the last couple of days. It's been amazing how many great neighbors my parents have and what incredible bakers they are. It's awesome. I'm excited to see all of you while I'm in town, and I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!

"What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace."
Agnes M. Pharo

Happy Birthday Ashley Brook!!

2007-12-20T09:45:00.000-08:00

I am always gushing about how awesome my friends are, and today, one of my very best in the whole world, Ashley Brook Branch Lee turns 25. Ashley is one of my very oldest and best friends. We have been best buds since elementary school, and we were an unstoppable duo. I have so many fond memories of Ashley. From "accidentally" wearing the same thing to school, planning our double wedding, to eating grilled cheese sandwiches everyday after school in her living room, and toilet-papering the Branch's house because we weren't allowed to leave the house during our sleepovers - my life would not be the same without her. Being around her makes me happy because she exudes such a positive energy and love for those around her. She has always been supportive of me and all of our friends, will never miss any friend functions, and genuinely wants the best for those she cares about. Ashley helped shape my childhood, adolescence, and because of her, I feel like I always have someone to turn to. So, to my sweet Ashley Brook...Happy Birthday! I hope today is great, and I know this is going to be another fantastic year for you. I love you so much and thanks for always being such a great friend!!! I have a habit of collecting quotes, and here are a few of my favorites that I think fit and honor the relationship I have with Ashley best:

"Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend,
as you will always find me yours."
-Ludwig van Beethoven

"In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures."
-Kahil Gibran

"A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway."
-Jerome Cummings

"You only meet your once in a lifetime friend... once in a lifetime."
-Little Rascals

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

A little Christmas-time reflection (longest post of the year)...

2007-12-15T12:40:00.000-08:00

As the end of the year approaches, I have been looking back at everything that happened in 2007, and I'm a little amazed at how fast it has gone by. After an extremely rocky start, my year is ending as one that I know will be engraved in my memory as one of the most influential/maturing/crazy/amazing years of my life. I have grown so much from the experiences that I had and am learning to be grateful that I had them - they brought me to where I am now, which turns out to be one of the happiest places I have ever been. So, instead of reflecting on the harder/rough things of this year, I've decided to compile a list of my favorite. Kind of like "Oprah's Favorite Things" episode, and in no particular order, these are the things that I LOVED this year:

Family - I know this is an obvious one, but I have learned to appreciate my family on a whole different level this year. I have felt and seen their unconditional love for me, and feel so blessed to be a part of their lives. Knowing I am going to be with them for eternity brings so much joy into my life. My Mom is amazing in every sense of the word - I hope to be just like her some day. My parents have stood by me and walked with me through everything. I trust them, love them, I can (and do) tell them anything and everything and they have become two of my very best friends this year. My brother, Bryan, and his wife Amanda are two people that I look up to and respect so much. They are both so hard-working and treat each other so well - their marriage is what I hope my future one to be. Oh, and my sisters. There are no words. They are my two best friends - hilarious, intelligent, witty, kind-hearted and beautiful. I feel like their younger sister because I look up to them so much.

Friends (Old and new) - This always goes without saying, but I have never felt so lucky to have such a great group of friends. Most of us have been close since high school, and I always know that I can turn to every single one of them if I need to. During the rough times in our lives, I have seen them rally together - to support, love, listen and just be there for each other. There are a select few, who held my hand, and took care of me during part of this year - I will be eternally grateful. I love you guys. Also, after moving to a new state (and some I've reconnected with back in Utah), there are a few people that I have met and I am not quite sure how I ever lived without them. They have all meant so much to me, and I learn so much from each one. Friends are so important to me, and I hope I can always be as good of a friend to those who are always being that to me.

The Gospel - I know I said that there are no favorites, but if there was, this would have to be it. My entire life has changed after recognizing this great blessing I have in my life. I have put so much faith and trust in the Lord, and it has given me so much more of a sense of direction and purpose. This has become one of, if not the most important thing in my life. The peace and happiness it has brought to me is irreplaceable. I am amazed at how many incredible and spiritual experiences I have had once I opened my heart to all that is offered to me. It has made me a better person, sister, daughter, friend, and I know one day - a mother and wife.

Blogs - Being away from home, blogs have been so much fun to have - they keep us updated and in close contact with those we love most. I hope all of you know how much I enjoy reading your blog, and seeing what is going on in your lives. Our blog has also given me a creative outlet for venting, sharing and telling about the random spacey/stupid things I do. So, keep them up! Blogging is definitely one of my favorite things this year.

Silk Soy Chocolate Milk - You knew I'd have some weird things on my list, didn't you? This is a recent favorite. I've been trying to drink only soy milk, and once I found the chocolate version, I was sold. You should buy it - it's amazing, and I can't live without it.

Ashley - I could have easily included Ashley in the "friends" category, but she deserves her own. We have almost, quite literally, been together every single day this whole year. I have never spent so much time with one person (and I've been married), and amazingly, I never get sick of her. Our friend Jeff told us last night, "I could never picture the two of you not being together." I don't think I could either. She has been my greatest support, and I appreciate her more than words can express. She knows me better than I know myself, and is one of the people I trust most. I hope she knows how much I cherish her words of advice, her sarcasm and hilarious personality, and unwavering friendship. Having her as a constant in my life, has made this year wonderful.

Trees/Mountains/Environment - You really appreciate what you had when it isn't there anymore. Since we have moved to Arizona, I have missed how beautiful, mountainous and lush Utah is. Not that Arizona isn't pretty in its own way, but I love the outdoors and feel lucky to have grown up in such an amazing place. It makes me want to take care of everything around just a little bit more, and I definitely appreciate it on a daily basis now.

Music - Another kind of silly one, but I have grown to have a whole new appreciation for music this year. And all kinds. It can put you in a good mood, help you feel the spirit, and reflect a certain time in your life. It seems like I have been introduced to a lot of new music this year (a lot from Ashley), and it makes me want to be more musical. I think one of my New Year's resolutions is going to be to learn how to play a few instruments. A little far-fetched, but its a goal. I will let you know how that goes.

Teaching - I have always had about a million things that I have wanted to do, career-wise. I've gone back and forth with medical school, law school, marketing/sales, novelist, entrepreneur, etc...but always, teaching was in the back of my mind. In the little time that I've spent working at a school, I have never felt more personally rewarded and confident in the fact that I'm exactly where I should be. Knowing me, there is a possibility that my mind will start wandering, and I will get on a different track, but for now, it fits - and I've never been happier.

Olivia - If you know me, and you are reading this, you know that I am obsessed with babies. If you have one, I'm sure I have already smothered him/her. I never did realize though, the amount of love you can have for your brother's or sister's child. She brings an indescribable amount of joy into my life. I love watching her smile, laugh, grow and turn into the beautiful child I always knew that she would be. Its so hard for me to be away from her, and I get so excited at every chance I get to be near her. I think of her often, and hope to be the kind of aunt that she deserves.

My Dad - In a way, I've kind of saved the best for last. I have counted heavily on my dad this year. There are too many good things to say about him and not enough time. What seems to fit best for me right now though is- he makes everything OK. When I need him most, he is there. He is a constant support in my life, and makes me want more out of it. He makes me more ambitious and driven, he gives me hope, teaches me to be humble, kind, and to always put family first. He was there and walked with me through the hardest of times, and I don't think I could have done it without him. He is the most amazing, loving, hard-working father I could have ever been blessed with, and I hope to find a future husband just like him. He is my best friend.

I hope that all of you have a Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year, and know that you are in my thoughts and prayers!

Mesa Temple Lights

2007-12-13T15:00:00.001-08:00

Just a little glimpse at the Temple lights in Mesa, Arizona. Not Salt Lake, but not bad.

Gym stories

2007-12-10T20:45:00.000-08:00

All Scottsdale, AZ LA Fitness male members....PLEASE READ:

1- A skin tight t-shirt with Armani Exchange written across it in sequins is not appropriate gym attire.
2- Also, that same shirt that is cutting off the circulation in your upper body, is not in fact, defining/showing off your muscles. They don't look any bigger. Nor does it qualify you to give out fitness advice of any kind.
3- Use sweat bands sparingly. If at all possible, for sweat.
4- It does not matter how much college memorablia you wear - no one is going to actually believe you played college football. Try and keep it to a minimum.
5- A tight choker/necklace does not make your neck/traps look bigger.
6- Bronzer is for women. Stop. We know you are wearing it.
7- The aerobic/yoga rooms, though they are surrounded by mirrors, are not to be used to practice your dance/clubbin' moves.
8- The black hair dye/greasy spiked hair/orange-tan skin look is out. Shower and rinse that stuff off. Its getting everywhere.
9- The mirrors in front of the weight room are actually there for you to watch yourselves as you lift the weights. NOT for standing in front of them trying out your many sweet facial expressions and to see how many people are "checking you out".
10- The hours between 5-9 pm are not considered "happy hour" and therefore should not be used for picking up women. There have been complaints.

Also, LA Fitness EMPLOYEES:
**Though your position is called, "Sales Professional" the tucked-in shirt/slacks/blackberry-clipped-to-belt is unnecessary. You're not fooling anyone. You work at a gym.

Yes, this is mean. But all true. It couldn't be helped.

Green is sexy

2007-12-07T14:50:00.000-08:00

For those of you who remember my promoting of Sheababy Naturals a couple of months ago, the day has finally come. All of their adorable designs are available online now, and are truly one of a kind. These charming baby clothes are all made of 100% cotton - pure, clean, and best of all, helping to preserve our planet. If I had kids, they would only be wearing sheababy. Of course, since sheababy was developed by family, and since the babies/kids on the website are my nieces, I'm a little biased. Check them out:

www.sheababynaturals.com

Also, in an attempt to be more "green," I recently made a purchase that I feel everyone should be able to get in on. On one of my 17 trips to the store this week, I couldn't stop thinking about how many bags were being wasted on me. I don't even want to do the math because of the disappointment I'm sure I would feel about myself. Even asking for paper, it is still a disservice to the environment. I started thinking of what a great business idea it would be to make reusable bags and sell them online. I started doing some research, and it turns out, someone beat me to the punch. I stumbled upon a website that sells really cute/awesome 100% recycleable/reusable bags. BYOB (bring your own bag)! They are pretty good looking, and maybe we can get a trend to catch on. Every little bit helps.

www.bagthehabit.com

Happy Holidays from Ashley and Laura...

2007-11-30T15:13:00.001-08:00

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Happy Birthday C-Rod!!!

2007-11-28T17:11:00.001-08:00

One of the hardest parts of living away from home for me and Ashley is that we have to be away from our other third. I have known Carlee since junior high when I idolized her for getting all the guys and being so hot. I have to admit, I was really jealous. I really got to know her in high school, and even more in college where we became the best of friends. Years later, I only feel closer to her as the years go by. I get a little teary-eyed writing about Carlee because she has meant more to me as a friend than she will ever understand. She has been there for me through everything - her love, friendship and understanding always constant. The three of us have had so many memorable and fun times together. She turns 25 today and is only getting more amazing and beautiful with age. Ashley and I have come up with a list of the top 10 reasons of what we think makes Carlee great:

1- She is always positive and uplifting. Whenever something is going wrong in either of our lives, we can count on Carlee to bring us back up.
2- We can trust Carlee to always be honest with us. She always has our best interests at heart and is incredibly trustworthy.
3- Always a barrel of laughs, Carlee is always up for anything. Even when we know she doesn't want to do something, she will still humor us, and come along. She is easy-going and laid back and the day/night is always more fun with her around.
4- Carlee is incredibly openminded and doesn't judge. You will never find Carlee gossiping about anyone. It is beneath her and she will always consider another's point of view.
5- She is confident. Carlee has been a great example to us. She is confident with herself and it shows in all areas of her life.
6- She is caring and kindhearted. Everyone loves Carlee. Enough said.
7- Carlee will never tell us what to do. As much as I beg her to make my decisions for me, she will lend an open ear, give her advice, but always tell me that, "she is not going to tell me what to do". I know she truly cares and will be there for me no matter what decisions I make in my life.
8- She just cares. Carlee is the first person to call when something happens. Good or bad. She is just the person we want to talk to because she cares. She would be there in a second and drop anything if we needed her.
9- Her laugh. Carlee has the most contagious laugh. I laugh just thinking about it.
10- Her family. We L-O-V-E the Roderick's. They make us feel like family and we consider them just that. Its easy to see that the awesomeness runs in the family.

Ok, we couldn't stop at 10...
11- Her eyes. And smile. Carlee is gorgeous and everyone knows it. One time I got really sick of everyone telling Carlee how "pretty/beautiful/amazing" her blue eyes are and I told her. I was jealous. And now I feel bad about it. Cause they really are incredible.
12- Carlee is just an amazing friend. Everyone should have a C-Rod in their life. They would be happier if they did. She is the best and we love her.

There are about a million things to write about Carlee, but to keep things short....C-Rod, you are awesome. We wish we could be with you today! We love you so much! Happy Birthday!!!!

Thanks-Giving, Attitude, Service and all the good stuff....

2007-11-20T17:04:00.001-08:00

With my flight home to Utah less than 24 hours away, I could not be more excited. I miss my family so much, and am anxious to spend some quality time with them. I think this will be my last post before Thanksgiving, so I thought I'd make it a sentimental one. With the holiday season approaching, you can expect a lot of these from me. Already being a bit overly-emotional, I get even worse around the holidays, so bear with me.

Ashley and I had the opportunity this last weekend to spend the day at the Phoenix Rescue Mission with our ward, passing out food for Thanksgiving and spending time with the kids. The families we were able to help were SO grateful, and it really set the mood for my entire week. We have so much in our lives to be grateful for, and it is so important to realize that giving back to others and the community, really is, "the pure love of Christ". We should all be taking the time to notice the little acts of service we can be doing everyday. It takes a lot of work, but I definitely notice a difference in my day. Because of this, I have also been thinking about 'attitude' a lot lately and how much it affects my everyday life. I was lucky enough to run across my sweet sister-in-law, Amanda's sister, Natallee's blog (does that make sense??) and she had an awesome quote about attitude. Over the last couple of months, I have noticed that my attitude about a lot of things has changed for the better. I thank the Gospel being present in my life for most of it...the rest to Bikram yoga - which has made me unusually calm and stress-free (for those who know me as just plain, crazy). And for those of you that were worried...I can feel the bitter cynicism in me passing. So, with this I leave you...I hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving!!

"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude to me is more important than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than apperance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company, a church, a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that people will act in certain ways. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one thing we have and that is our attitude...I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you...we are in charge of our attitudes." -Charles Swindoll

**The picture above is of a Arizona sunset, which I have really grown to love and appreciate. See...my attitute IS changing. I found something good about the core of the Earth that I live in.

How to drive in Arizona...

2007-11-15T21:51:00.000-08:00

Ashley and I drove to L.A. last week to visit Darren and Lacey (more details of that to come) and I would just like to point out that we left in the early afternoon and got out of Phoenix just as it was getting dark. So, for those who might be visiting in the future, or to serve as a reminder for those who have and want to visit again, this is to let you know how awesome the driving is...

1. You must first learn to pronounce the city name, it is: 'FEE-NICKS'.

2. The morning rush hour is from 5:00am to noon. The evening rush hour is from noon to 7:00pm. Friday's rush hour starts on Thursday morning.

3. The minimum acceptable speed on most freeways is 85 mph. On Loop 101, your speed is expected to match the highway number. Anything less is considered 'Wussy'.

4. Forget the traffic rules you learned elsewhere. Phoenix has its own version of traffic rules. For example, cars/trucks with the loudest muffler go first at a four-way stop; the trucks with the biggest tires go second. However, East Valley, SUV-driving, cell phone-talking moms ALWAYS have the right of way.

5. If you actually stop at a yellow light, you will be rear ended, cussed out, and possibly shot.

6. Never honk at anyone. Ever. Seriously. It's another offense that can get you shot.

7. Road construction is permanent and continuous in Phoenix. Detour barrels are moved around for your entertainment pleasure during the middle of the night to make the next day's driving a bit more exciting.

8. Watch carefully for road hazards such as drunks, skunks, dogs, barrels, cones, cows, horses, cats, mattresses, shredded tires, squirrels, rabbits, crows, vultures, roadrunners, and the coyotes feeding on any of these items.

9. Maricopa Freeway, Papago Freeway and the 'I-10' are the same road. SR202 is the same road as The Red Mountain FWY. Dunlap and Olive are the same street too. Jefferson becomes Washington, but they are not the same street. I-17 is also called The Black Canyon Freeway as well as The Veterans Memorial Highway. And if all that isn't enough to remember SR 51 has recently been renamed to Piestewa Freeway because Squaw Peak Parkway was too easy to pronounce. SR 101 is also the Pima FWY except west of I-17, which is also The Black Canyon FWY, and The Veterans Memorial HWY. Lastly, Thunderbird Rd. becomes Cactus Rd. but, Cactus Rd. doesn't become Thunderbird Rd. because it dead ends at a mountain.

10. If someone actually has their turn signal on, wave them to the shoulder immediately to let them know it has been 'accidentally activated.'

11. If you are in the left lane and only driving 70 in a 55-65 mph zone, you are considered a road hazard and will be 'flipped off' accordingly. If you return the flip, you'll be shot.

12. For summer driving, it is advisable to wear potholders on your hands.

Gaining a little perspective....

2007-11-14T15:57:00.000-08:00

As the end of the year approaches, I have thought a lot about the last 11 months of my life. I have thought about how much I have changed and I am always hoping that it has been for the better. I feel like I have aged 10 years in 1, but I know that the experiences that I have had are helping me turn into the person I hope to someday be. I have become acutely aware of the world around me, and I think that I have slowed down a bit. I notice more about the people around me, trying to take something good from each day. I've learned that we can gain so much from our relationships with others, and whether good or bad, it helps shape our lives in so many ways. I haven't had a overly-sensitive, cheesy post in a while, so I thought with the holidays coming up, this would be appropriate.

As many of you know, I am working at a high school in the Special Education department in Arizona. Over the past couple of months, I have gotten to know some amazing kids. Some of the biggest hearts I have ever seen have been with this program. One in particular, Dillon, has taught me more than almost anyone I have ever known. Dillon has Cerebral Palsy, a neuromuscular disorder that affects his entire body - most specifically, his motor and speech skills. His handicap is one that is so debiltating that constant supervision is almost always needed and his muscle spasms will cause him noticable pain quite a few times during the day. He struggles to walk, talk, write, etc. Daily living is always a struggle. Still, his sweet spirit is constant and he has helped me see life from a different perspective. From the moment I started my position, Dillon has always been so attentive. He is always asking if I am liking my job and if I'm "finding my way around the school Ok," wondering if he can help. Dillon always greets everyone with a huge smile, and asks how they are doing - you can tell by the way he looks at you, that he is truly listening to your response. He remembers details about your life, because he listens and really cares about what you have to say. He never judges. Never discriminates. He has a great sense of humor. He is humble. He cares. He the epitome of a Christ-like individual. He is just happy to be where he is, and grateful for those around him. At the end of each day, he gives me a hug and thanks me for my help. It makes my job seem so meaningful, even on the toughest of days. To me, it seems like he has every right to be an unpleasant individual, and get away with it. He couldn't be further from that. He has helped me realize that no matter what I go through, I have so many things in my life to be grateful for.

So, even though Dillon won't read this, he should know that because of him, I am learning more patience. I am learning the importance of charity and service. I have learned that kindness to EVERYONE is something to be striving for on an everyday basis. I understand the importance of the relationships around me and to cherish them each day. I am so lucky to have the family that I do. They support me and love me unconditionally. And even though it seems impossible, I think I love them more each day. The same goes for my unwavering, loyal friends, who bring so much love and joy to my life. I am learning to be more humble, and to strive for a more simple life. I am learning that love and kindness really do rub off on other people, and can turn a bad mood into good. I am striving to be more Christ-like and more like my sweet Dillon, everyday. So Dillon, this post is a shout-out to you, and I hope that with Thanksgiving coming up, we can all take the time to realize everything we have to be grateful for, and gain a little perspective on what is truly important....

"As I would cast my mind over the day, I would see evidence of what God had done for one of us that I had not recognized in the busy moments of the day. As that happened, and it happened often, I realized that trying to remember had allowed God to show me what He had done." ("O Remember, Remember," Ensign, Nov 2007, 66–69).

"Absentmindedness is a sign of intelligence"

2007-11-06T14:28:00.003-08:00

My mom once told me that absentmindedness was a sign of intelligence, and it is something I find myself repeating over and over to myself on a daily basis. Somewhere over the last year or so, I have become THAT girl. If there is a banana peel within a 100 foot radius of where I am walking, not only will I find it, but while slipping on it, I will land on something that will either cause me to bleed profusely, or break something. Many of you may remember how I not only slammed my thumb in my car door a couple months ago, but also locked it in there. One hospital trip and unnecessarily large ER bill later, my thumb remains attached to my hand. A couple of weeks ago, Ashley and I were in Anthropologie and while rounding a corner to the perfume table, my "Mary Poppins-sized" bag and myself took out about 15 glass candles. Immediately after the shattering of glass subsided, Ashley gasped, then yelled, "Oh, nice one Laura!" while she backed up as if not to be seen with me. The kind woman working there tried to make me feel better by telling me that they get little kids knocking stuff over all the time. Yes, little kids...and me.

So far, I have been able to hide this clumsy, and absentminded curse from my students at school. After today, that is no longer the case. It had just been one of those days. I spilled a drink all over my shirt on the way to school. My hair acted as if there was bubble of static electricity surrounding my head all day. I forgot some papers and my teacher ID card at home, and so on. While in between class periods, I was walking outside carrying a large stack of papers, when my heel got caught in a crack on the sidewalk. As a rush of panic began flowing through my entire body, I could tell that I would not be going down softly. As about 100 papers flew into the air, my ankle twisted in agony and I came tumbling to the ground. The blood immediately rushed to my face, and I laid there for what felt like 10 minutes. Its been pretty hard to blend into Westwood High School, as I am definitely the minority in a 90% Hispanic school, but now there was no hiding me. One of my sweet students who refers to me as, Ms. Soupa (Ms. Soup in Spanish...as in Campbell Soup. Creative, I know.) came to my side and didn't hide his laughter as he helped me pick up the papers surrounding me. I quickly got up and ran to my classroom. I'm sure there are going to be a lot of new nicknames for me now.

I'm thinking that this clumsy streak I have going on cannot last forever, but I will keep you all updated....

Oh so tired...

2007-11-05T20:28:00.001-08:00

I have been a very bad blogger. I have stories and tidbits of information to share, but I am going through a little bit of a blogging funk. I really do want to write, as it has become somewhat of a stress reliever for me, but I cannot muster up the energy at the end of the day. I made fun of Ashley when she first started teaching because she would only sleep in her free time. Now, I know exactly how it feels. As soon as I get back on track, I will pick up my blogging, add some pictures, try to pimp out my page and so on..... Hope you are all doing well. I'm headed off to bed now.

The fair is in town.

2007-10-21T22:41:00.000-07:00

Few words can describe the experience and excitement of the Arizona State Fair, where Ashley and I spent all Friday night with our friends Ryan and Jeff. But knowing me, I'm going to try anyway. We didn't have any plans for the weekend, so Ash and I were pretty excited once we heard that the fair was in town. We didn't know what to expect, and since I've only been to the Utah State Fair once in my life, and all I can remember is eating cotton candy while standing around watching a country singer whose name I can't remember now, my expectations were not very high.

As we were driving on the freeway towards Phoenix, we could see the bright lights of the fair in the distance. Ashley immediately perked up, and I could see that the thought of fast rollercoasters and rides were on her mind. As we were waved into our parking spot, it became very obvious that we were in a "sketchy" part of town - which gave us even more insight to who might be attending this State Fair. I immediately started picturing all the "carni's" (politically incorrect, but true) we would be running into, and I must admit that the thought of a bearded woman made my stomach churn (I quickly learned that the state fair is quite different from a carnival. Good to know.) Still, the fair pulls in all kinds. Kids with their kids. White-trash cowboys. Grandma's with hair extensions and nose rings. Lesbians. The local gang. And us.

As we walked into the fair, the booths showcasing a display of animal cruelty were set up towards the front: "World's Largest Steed!" "World's Smallest Horse! As tiny as a baby!" "World's Largest Gator! Alive!" "Only $1!" After the freaky stuff comes the food. So. Much. Food. All kinds. And almost ALL of it is fried. Fried bread. Fried churros. Fried chicken. And the best....the fried Snickers bar (The fair obviously caters to a healthy crowd). We didn't have the guts to try it, but I'm sure we will next time. Once we got past all the people noshing on their baby-sized turkey legs, we walked into what I can only explain as Ashley's dream transformed into reality. Arizona does not skimp on rides for their State Fair. Ashley's eyes light up as she took in the red, purple and yellow strobe lights. She was in her element. I on the other hand, was immediately dizzy. We got our tickets and proceeded to hit all the rides. I can only explain them as the SCARIEST rides imaginable, and on the verge of being incredibly unsafe. Death traps, if you will. As I screamed as if I was plummeting to my death on almost every ride (which I am still convinced I was), Ashley only asked for more and more. Our last ride of the night which I'll refer to as, "the human washing machine" almost ended it for me. And I mean, my life. While I shut my eyes planning what my funeral might be like, and our friend Ryan screamed, "What is the point of this? What is the point of this?" over and over, Ashley channeled her inner Wicked Witch of the West as she cackled at my tears and screams the entire time (Poor Jeff had to sit this one out). After visiting all the freakishly-sized animals on the way out (we got in for free, as we would NEVER pay and support such a thing), we decided to call it a night. All and all, we really did have a great time. I think everyone should attend their local state fair....if only for the people watching and fried foods.

We were so pooped from all the excitement of the fair that we stayed home the rest of the weekend. We plan on going back next week.

15 days of Halloween.

2007-10-17T12:04:00.000-07:00

This last week I have really gotten into the Halloween spirit. Last night I dragged Ashley out to the video store to rent a bunch of scary movies. I guess I really didn't have to "drag" her though, because she also loves Halloween and all things scary. She loves her Haunted Houses!!! So lately, all I want to do is dress up, watch scary movies and embrace everything that the fall season has to offer. It is my goal to do something Halloweenish every night until Halloween this year. Last night we watched, The Blair Witch Project....oh so creepy! I love everything about fall and Halloween, but since I love making lists so much, I thought I'd give you my top 10 reasons:

10. Halloween decorations....even the stupid ones.
9. Outdoor fall activities (hiking in the fall is the best!)
8. Cold weather (I'm writing this as if I live in Utah right now).
7. Scary movies
6. Carving pumpkins.
5. I can finally wear my fall clothes without being criticized for wearing them all year long.
4. Candy corn
3. Changing of the leaves....I love fall colors.
2. Pumpkin spice anything (cookies, lattes, candles, etc.)
And #1: Ashley and I can buy 8 bags of assorted candy on a Monday night for ourselves without being judged.

We're not as young as we used to be...but still soldiers.

2007-10-02T22:24:00.000-07:00

Ok, Ok...I know what you are all thinking. No, we are not old. But this last weekend, Ashley and I learned that we are not quite as invincible as we used to be. Determined? Yes. Resilient? Double yes. In shape? Not really.

Ashley and I were invited to hike the infamous Camelback Mountain in Scottsdale on Saturday, and anxious to do it because it is finally cooling down enough at 7 a.m. to be outside without dying of heat exhaustion (anything past 9 a.m. is a different story though). Unfortunately, Friday night we promised one of our friends, Monica, that we would go out with her. We had a long leisurely dinner, and then were out on the town. Keep in mind, that when we are "out on the town" in Scottsdale, it mainly consists of us making fun of everyone that really is... "out on the town" (I've yet to get my jeans and t-shirt "look" to catch on here). Anyway, we stayed out WAY too late. I remember the days in high school where we didn't need any sleep - those are long over. Early morning rolled around, and even though we had only gotten approximately 4 hours of sleep, we didn't want to bail on the group.

The hike started off great - a few rocks to hop over, not very steep, a little bump here and there - something we could have done in our sleep. Any other day, this hike would have been relatively easy. I'm pretty sure I saw a couple of 6 year olds pass us somewhere along the line. As the climb kept getting higher and higher up though, our endurance seemed to fail us. Not wanting to look like wusses, we put on a brave face and always answered, "Great! This is awesome!" when asked how we were doing. Careful to stay behind the group so they couldn't see the strain in our faces, Ashley and I switched off hanging on to each others shirts so we wouldn't fall down the mountain. Since we drank half of the ONE water bottle we brought between the two of us on the drive over, we were in survival mode as we took the tiniest of sips as to conserve what was left. Ashley was in a particularly good mood as I heard her mumble under her breath on several occasions, "I want to kill everyone right now," and "I hate my life". Still we pushed through. We were not going to NOT finish.

It took a little longer than it should have, but eventually we reached the top. It was breathtaking and so worth the effort. We could see the entire Phoenix valley - which is huge! We hung out on the top for about a half hour taking in the desert scenery. For some reason, I never feel more spiritual and in-tune with myself than when I am hiking and in nature. We were in the best moods at the top and had our second wind on the way down - at least until I started sliding down backwards and the tripping forced me to slow down. Ashley practically ran though. I think she was thirsty. We plan on doing this a ton once "winter" rolls around, so if anyone ever feels like coming out and visiting us (nobody has felt like it so far), it is on the top of our list of things to do.

Ashley and her date....and Laura...

2007-09-28T19:33:00.001-07:00

One of the awesome parts about living with me is that Ashley has to deal with all the baggage that comes along with it. She's a good sport. I monopolize all her time and unfortunately that carries over into her love life. Some people might call this..."being the third wheel." I'm almost like the kid that comes along with the single mom. Half way into the first date, a single mom might inevitably drop the, "oh, yeah, I have a 3 year old" bomb. Midway through Ashley's dates she has to bring up the, "I have this friend, Laura...." topic. Well, last night was a good example of why if this continues, Ashley will never get married and her family will form an intervention to get rid of me (I know they are worrying as they read this - don't worry, I exaggerate just a little).

Ashley and I went to dinner last night and as we were finishing, a guy that Ashley has been on a couple of dates with called and wanted to hang out with her. Of course, she told him that she was with me, and so he kindly asked "us" to come meet up with him (but also thinking to himself, "Why is she with HER again?") To give myself a little credit, I thought he was with a few people, so I technically wouldn't have been the third wheel, and I would not have gone if it was just the two of them. (I'm still only comfortable being Carlee and Ben's third wheel) We met up with him, and to both mine and Ashley's surprise, it was just the three of us. Awesome. The funny thing is, is that it isn't awkward for me or Ashley. But the poor guy that has to sit in the middle of our conversation - that is who I feel bad for. Throughout the night he has to listen to our inside jokes and sarcastic comments. Normally, we can keep the guy entertained, just enough so he feels included, but last night it took a different turn. I could see Ashley's date progressively get more and more annoyed as the night went on. He would switch between looks on his face of, "Why is Laura here, and how do I get rid of her?" to, "Why does she laugh at her own jokes so much?" By the end of the night he was pouting. I'm not kidding. Pouting. He walked ten steps ahead of us to the car, and once he got there, barely said two words before he drove off into the night.

This leads me to my two philosophies on dating. First, as just a general rule of thumb - I do not think I could date a man that had a Chiuaua or Poodle. Can't handle a real dog, can't handle a real relationship. And second, which is a direct result of last night - if you can't handle both Ashley and I together, you are probably not worth it. Keep the lesbian jokes to a minimum please.

Scrapbooking, my worst nightmare.

2007-09-27T13:39:00.000-07:00

There are a few things in this world that I have always wished I could do, but have never had the talent. I wish I could sing. I've always wanted to be really girly and get creative with my makeup and hair. I wish I was a little bit taller so I could make the volleyball team, etc, etc. And I really wish I was artistic. Sometimes I am in awe of how artistic my siblings are. Amy, who is studying art at the U, has talent in almost any form of art. She can paint, draw, sculpt, build, etc. My brother Bryan, is the same. He has always been able to draw anything. Anna, has more style in her pinky finger than I have in my whole body and is an amazing photographer. I guess the "art gene" just skipped me. Still, my lack of craftiness and artistic ability has never left me wishing I could scrapbook. It is my own personal hell and I don't see the appeal.
While visiting Barnes and Noble this afternoon (insert "lack of life" pun here), there were two incredibly perky females working a "scrapbooking booth" outside of the main entrance. Once I saw them and the determination in their wide eyes as I inched closer to the door, I knew there was no escape. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, and I'm not proud of how sarcastic and negative I was feeling, but nevertheless, the dialogue went a little something like this:

Scrapbook Enthusiast: "Hello dear, how are you doing today? Do you mind if I show you some of the new scrapbooking tools we are showcasing today?"

Laura: "Actually, I was just going inside to study. Thanks though..."

SE: "It will only take a minute hon. You look like you are creative, and I think we have some stuff you might enjoy. Have you scrapbooked before?"

L: "Well, no I haven't. I prefer to just download my pictures on my computer and leave them there."

SE: "Well, what if your computer crashed and you lost them all?" (she was obviously prepared for this) "Its nice to keep a book that is pretty to look at and that you can share with others. Do you have a husband, wedding pictures...what about kids?" (dagger in the stomach) I shook my head no, with a hesitant smile. "Pictures of all the fun things you and your boyfriend are doing...?" (rubbing salt in the wound)

L: "Is it necessary to be in a relationship to scrapbook?"

SE: (nervous laugh) "Of course not. We have a lot of examples of scrapbooks for trips with friends, family and holidays, and....oh, we have supplies here that will help you throw your OWN scrapbooking party..." (what?????)

L: (cutting her off as I'm walking towards the door) "Really, I appreciate it, but I don't think I will be getting anything today....thanks....".

I could not have run away from anything faster. I didn't feel that bad though because I was in Mesa (the Provo of AZ) and I'm sure she had a lot of interested people to bug besides me. Maybe its just me, but I do not see what is so appealing about cutting out teeny tiny shapes and letters just to put under your pictures and stick them in a huge book that people oooh and aahhh over. It seems like an unnecessary waste of paper if you ask me (I apologize to all my scrapbooking buddies). I will be the first one to volunteer to change your tire, help paint your house...I will even ooh and ahh over your scrapbook. But, for the sake of our friendship, please do not invite me to a "Scrapbooking Party".

Sappy Moment Tuesday: National Friendship Month

2007-09-25T12:54:00.000-07:00

So, with no help from any of YOU (which leads me to assume that Ashley really is the only one that still reads OUR "dual-blog"), I have come up with a topic all by myself. And after a brief absence, my mind has returned to its normal state of craziness and a million thoughts - and while not necessarily everything needs to be written down, it helps keep my head organized. So bear with me.

With that being said, I read way too many magazines. If I read as many books as I read magazines, I'd be really intelligent. Even more so than I am now :) I picked up an old issue of SELF magazine that I had among my collection this morning, and it flipped open to an article titled "National Friendship Month". It discussed a study done at UCLA about friendship among women and how important it is to our actual EXISTENCE (yes, I'm capitalizing for emphasis). The study suggested that the special bond between certain women "soothe our tumultuous inner world, fill the emotional gaps in our marriage, and help us remember who we really are." It went on to say a lot more, but the bottom line being that the women that nurture their friendships as one of the most important aspects of their lives, live longer, happier ones.

The article hit close to home because over the last couple of months, I have really taken the time to re-evaluate my relationships/friendships, and have learned to appreciate my own friends on a completely different level. Ashley and I were talking last night about our "relationships," and how they come and go, but the true friendships we have will remain consistent and constant our entire lives. I know I have let some of my friendships take a backseat at times, so I only hope I can be the kind of friend to those that have stuck by me through everything, like they have been to me. There are so many of my close female friends that have literally, breathed life back into me, on my darkest of days. I would not be the person I am today, nor the one I have yet to become without them (tear :)). I know there are days I take advantage of it, but will forever make a effort to always recognize them as the most important relationships I have.

So, thanks to all my friends...this post is a shout-out to you.

"You were the one who made things different, you were the one who took me in. You were the one thing I could count on, above all, you were my friend." - Tom Petty

Article:
http://www.anapsid.org/cnd/gender/tendfend.html

Drawing a blank....

2007-09-24T13:12:00.000-07:00

Have you ever had those days where you feel like you are walking in a trance with not a whole lot going on in your head? Well, unfortunately, that is what is going on with me right now. Carlee pointed out that it has been over a week since I posted one of my many random thoughts of the day, and I can't help it. Usually I'm writing a novel in my head, but something is going on with me the last little bit. I got nothin. Someone please give me something to write about. A topic, a quote, a book to read, etc. etc. I'm drawing a blank. I think the heat is getting to me.....

Thought of the Day: Random acts of kindness

2007-09-14T12:18:00.000-07:00

Have you ever seen the commercial where someone witnesses another person doing something nice for another person or themselves, and in turn does the same for someone else? I was at Wild Oats yesterday (my home away from home, away from Borders), and after I had put my groceries in my car, began walking my cart back to the front of the store. It was especially warm yesterday, and I was wearing a sweater in rebellion, so my heat exhaustion was obvious. There was a woman in the car across the street from mine walking her cart back as well, and as I turned to walk towards the store, smiled at me, and said, "Let me take that cart for you..." It seems like such a small thing as I am writing this down, but at the time, it completely changed my mood. The drive home, during rush hour (which is insane in Phoenix), seemed like so much less of a chore, as I consciously tried to be courteous to other drivers. This approach to helping out others around me, continued all day - all because another woman offered to take my cart. I believe, no matter how small the favor, if we can be more aware of the treatment we give others around us, the world will be a better place. People would start caring more about others, which in turn, would make them care more about world and environment around them. And then we would all recycle and live in peace. Ok, maybe I'm getting carried away, but I can dream.

"Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile."
- Mother Teresa

Grayden Blaine Dumas

2007-09-13T10:19:00.000-07:00

Some of my best friends in the whole world, Cole and Lindsey Dumas had their sweet little baby boy yesterday. He is a whopping 8 lbs. 5 oz, and 20 1/2 inches long of sweet baby perfection! Cole and Lindsey are already amazing parents to the littlest love of my life, Laney, and Grayden is so lucky to be blessed into such an incredible family. I'm dying to fly home and meet him! Congratulations!!!

Epiphany

2007-09-12T16:31:00.000-07:00

All I want to do today is wear a sweater. Its 115 degrees outside and I just want to wear a sweater. I had an epiphany today that maybe we are put in positions sometimes - maybe when we have spent too many months focused only on ourselves and our own problems - only to help us realize what we may be taking advantage of and not appreciating like we should. Like four seasons. That's all I have to say about that.

sheababy

2007-09-11T11:17:00.000-07:00

So, a few of the regular visitors to our blog may have noticed the link to "sheababy naturals" on our site. I'm not one to promote or market products, but this I am much too excited about to keep to myself. Developed by some of the most talented, innovative, creative (not to mention ridiculously good-looking) people and young parents I know, this line of beautifully desiged baby clothing, produced from organically grown cotton is something everyone should be looking into. Those that know me best know how much I love and respect the Crawford's and Allen's, and their commitment to help preserve the environment has had a huge affect on me (as most of you have seen) and I know that their business is the next big thing. I have seen the designs first-hand and they are amazing. They are just starting up, so keep watching the site and look forward to their Fall 2007 collection!

http://www.sheababynaturals.com/

"I'm on call, to be there"

2007-09-11T10:56:00.000-07:00

So, it happened. Something managed to keep Ashley awake past 8 pm. Last night we went to the Kings of Leon concert in Tempe and it was amazing!!! Don't make fun of my pictures. I know you can't see them, but I only had my phone camera to work with. Anyway, the concert was awesome and the venue was perfect. I don't know if you have all heard of them, but they sound even better live. To be honest, we've been a little worried with the "Arizona scene" we've been dealing with the last couple of months, but this last weekend we found that the people in Tempe were pretty laid-back and hippie-ish and so was the crowd at the concert. Lots 'o' fun. Note to self: wear shoes with a heel. I was on my toes the entire concert because for some reason, people that go to concerts are unusually tall. And I'm not. The bikram yoga I have been doing has come in handy though....I can now stay raised on my toes for an incredible amount of time. What a useless talent.

Pinkberry is my life.

2007-09-06T14:04:00.000-07:00

Over the weekend, Lacey and Darren introduced us to my new favorite thing in the whole world! I don't know if any of you have been priveleged enough to try the new phenomenon that is Pinkberry, but it is AMAZING. It is 4 oz. of refreshing, invigorating and fruity goodness. It is a franchise, so if the opportunity arises, I've got dibs. But it is worth the flight to California to have some. So you should.

Happy Birthday Mom!

2007-09-05T11:58:00.000-07:00

Today is a hard day for me, being away from home. It is my wonderful Mom's birthday today and I wish I could be back home to bake her a huge chocolate cake! She is an amazing mother and I hope she knows how much I am thinking about her today.

Top 10 reasons I love my mom (and there are thousands):
1) She is the most unselfish person I've ever known and would do anything for those that she loves.
2) She doesn't judge people.
3) She still calls me "sweetheart".
4) She l.o.v.e.s. her family.
5) No matter how old I get, I know she will always be there if I need her.
6) She always encourages me to do my best, and in a way that makes me want to.
7) She has lots of friends of all ages.
8) All my friends love her.
9) She is one of my best friends and the first person I turn to for advice.
10) She raised 4 spectacular kids, if I can say so myself.

I love you, Mom. Happy Birthday.

This last weekend you could find us:

2007-09-04T22:32:00.000-07:00

driving the 5+ hours to L.A. to see Lacey and Darren

riding the Tower of Terror at Disneyland over and over because there were no lines

getting SOAKED on Grizzly Rapids (typical)

eating Churros at Disneyland

driving around and falling in love with L.A. (never thought that would've happened)

cruising the Sunday afternoon vintage market and buying a rad painting and cool jewelry

eating LOTS of Pinkberry (a new fave and we are OBSESSED)

being sad to leave the Neilson's and the somewhat normal-temperatured Cali.

singing Disney songs while driving the 5+ hours back to Scottsdale

We've been tagged!

2007-09-02T22:12:00.000-07:00

We were tagged by cute Jenny Bowen!
1. What is the best thing you cooked last week?
I haven't cooked in months, but I baked Ashley an amazing birthday cake last week!

2. If money, time and babysitting were no object where would you go and with who?
That's tough to pinpoint one particular place. I'd travel all over the world with my close friends and family! And then I would buy Disneyland.

3. When was the last time you cried?
Leaving Utah a couple weeks ago, when I had to say goodbye to Carlee again. I can feel some built-up tears that might come through today though.

4. What is the most played song on your i-pod right now?
I shuffle my songs.

5. Is there something on TV this week that you are more excited about than the So You Think You Can Dance Finale?
I'm really big into The Hills right now....

6. Who are you tagging?
See below...

HERE IS MY SECOND TAG!
4 Jobs I've had...
1. U.S. Ski & Snowboard Association - PR/Events
2. Wheeler Machinery Co. - Marketing Assistant
3. Wheeler Machinery Co. - Marketing/Sales Rep.
4. Taneko

4 Movies I can watch over and over...
1. The Last Kiss
2. Anchorman (also a Will Ferrell fan)
3. Best in Show
4. Knocked Up

4 Favorite TV Shows...
1. Sex and the City
2. Friends
3. The Hills
4. The Office

4 Places I have lived...
1. Salt Lake City, UT
2. Jackson Hole, WY
3. Draper, UT
4. Scottsdale, AZ

4 Places I have been...
1. Maui, HI
2. Mexico
3. all over California
4. all over WY and Idaho...(I need to travel more, and plan on it!)

4 Favorite Foods...
1. Mexican food
2. Ice cream
3. anything from Pita Jungle
4. breakfast food (eggs, pancakes, etc)

4 Favorite Websites...
1. perezhilton.com
2. USnews.com
3. blogger.com
4. greenissexy.org

4 buddies I'm tagging...
1. Carlee Roderick
2. Ashley and Ezra Lee
3. Kelly Edmondson
4. Lacey Latimer

Happy Birthday Kar-Kar!

2007-08-31T09:27:00.000-07:00

I am very fortunate to have so many good friends. One of those topping the list, is the sweet love of my life, Karlee Anderson, who turns 24 today! Karlee, or as our friends know her, Kar-Kar, is easily one of the most genuine, thoughtful and most amazing girls I've ever known. We have been close since our Alta High School days, and I know I could count on her for anything. She has always listened when I have needed someone to talk to, but unlike most people, she is able to give great advice and insight on almost any situation. She is smart, ambitious, lovely, and perfect in every way shape and form. Even though this sounds like an Anne of Green Gables moment, she is truly a kindred spirit. Since I'm doing a really good job with the "name-poem" I'm going to do one for her right now:
K-is for kind, because she is beyond that.
A-is for amazing, because she is that too.
R-is for ridiculously good-looking.
L-is for love, because she loves hard and everyone loves her too.
E-is entertaining, because she is always fun to be around.
E-is for eternal friendship

Thanks for being such a big part of my life Karlee. Happy Birthday!!

Ode to the Birthday Girl

2007-08-30T09:03:00.000-07:00

There are few people in my life that have had quite the affect that Ashley Engar has had on me. She is easily one of my favorite people in the world, and today she turns 24! Ashley is one of those people that has a lot of friends and admirers because she is so freaking cool. I have technically known her since junior high when I would play against her in soccer. I really wanted to be her friend, but as this was my most awkward phase in life, and she was a lot more popular and only friends with the "soccer girls," we only knew each other as acquaintances. I knew deep down though, that one day we would be friends. High school was pretty much the same thing, until senior year, when she slowly crept into my life. College was our time. Ashley started out at UVSC, but sophomore year she transferred to the University of Utah and our life together began. We were majoring and minoring in the same subject, so we had a lot of classes together, and ended up rushing and joining the same sorority together. It was a match made in Heaven. We have been through a lot together, school, jobs, good/bad relationships, and have had a lot of fun times. In between all the fun times, there have been some hard life changes, and I have always been able to go to Ashley for support. I appreciate her because she always tells me like it is, and because I know she really cares. She puts me in my place and is always honest. She tries to make me cool like she is, by introducing me to new music, new people and stuff I was always afraid to do on my own. I love her because she has an opinion about everything, and can always give you a thoughtful, educated answer. She is passionate about what she believes in, and stands by her beliefs. I could go on and on, so in tribute to the birthday girl, I wrote a poem in the form of an assignment that she might give her students:
A-is for ambitious, because she has so many dreams and always encourages me to go for mine.
S-is for sarcastic, because she is.
H-is for hilarious, because she is that as well.
L-is for lovely...and beautiful and talented, etc. etc.
E-is for educated (and very opinionated).
Y-is for yawn, because she sleeps a lot, now that she is working 12 hour days.
E-is for eyes, because she always gets compliments on how pretty hers are.
N-is for nice, because she can have her moments.
G-is for great style.
A-is for admiration, because her friends feel this towards her.
R-is for RAD.

So, to sum this posting up, Happy Birthday Ashley! Thanks to your parents for having you, they did a great job. Also, thanks for being my friend. You are really good at it.

Wednesday night blogging

2007-08-29T19:26:00.000-07:00

My mind sure has been wandering today. I don't know if it is the fever that I have been running the past two days, or that maybe all this extra time on my hands is making me crazy. It's probably both, but anywhoo...admist my delirious, sweaty, fever-induced afternoon, I watched a documentary called "Shut up and Sing" that reviewed the last four years of the Dixie Chicks' career and the media-crazed backlash that they received stemming from the, "I'm ashamed that the President of the United States is from Texas," comment. Natalie Maines, the lead singer, mentioned in the film that she would never be able to forgive the media and people that refused to buy, listen or have anything to do with their music after the fact.

It made me start thinking about forgiveness, and how hard it is for some people to forgive. For some reason, I have always been one of those people who forgives quickly. Hearing the phrase, "I will forgive, but never forget" is something that will never ring true for me. I actually do end up...forgetting. I don't know if it is some glitch in my brain, or maybe that I am just choosing, subconsciously, to not think about the "wrong-doings" that have been done to me. To me, it is easier to just, "forgive and forget". This has hurt me in my life, and I realize that, as I trust and forgive way too easily. Some confuse it with naivity, and though I am that too (and I'm working on it), I mostly feel that it takes more energy to be mad at someone than just try and move on. I discussed this with Ashley tonight and she also is one that always forgives and forgets. She brought up an interesting point that pride in not wanting to give in and forgive, may be one the reasons friendships/relationships may be lost after someone mistreats us or betrays our trust, and I agree with her. But which is better? Forgiving and "forgetting" and taking the risk of being hurt again? Or forgiving, and NOT forgetting, but harboring onto bitter feelings towards someone your whole life? Ultimately, I think it is a personal, emotional choice and I think I can understand both sides. Still, for me, forgiveness has been one of the most important things over the last few months for me in dealing with my divorce. While there our some parts of the situation that are impossible to forget (hence the end of my marriage); accepting the situation, and knowing that I love CJ for what we once had and forgiving him for what he did, has helped me move on that much more quickly.

After thinking about all this, I remembered a quote that I read from The Peacemaker: "Being mistreated is the most important condition of mortality, for eternity itself depends on how we view those who mistreat us."

Maybe I've given you all something to think about. Maybe I will wake up tomorrow, my fever will have broken, and I will realize I wrote a bunch of nonsense and end up erasing this. I don't know. Either way, hope you are all having a good night.

Inspiring Women

2007-08-22T14:50:00.000-07:00

I love reading stories about the women in the world that are making a difference in others lives. Knowing that these are just ordinary women doing extraordinary things only makes me want to try harder to make a difference in the world around me, especially by making a difference in the lives of the people that I love most. I recently read an article on Maya Angelou, whom I consider one of the most charitable and recognized women in our society. She has accomplished so much as a writer, teacher, civil rights activist, poet, ect, and even with a trying past, has spread her message of hope and unwavering optimism throughout the world. So for today, I'm trying to balance my feministic cynicism and turn it into something postive - uplifting even - to the favorite women in my life. Though I'm not sure anyone besides Carlee and Ashley "the eternal feminists" actually read my posts, I thought I'd take some time to write down some things from some inspiring women that I've made notes of the last couple of weeks. So even if it only gets out to my two best buds...here you go:

"Astonish the world with acts of kindness." - Maya Angelou
"Change is scary. But its also inevitable. To me, that's truly exciting." - Vera Wang
"Leadership is having the courage to show true action." - Oprah Winfrey
"Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn." - Harriet Beacher Stowe
"Don't make money your goal. You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. Pursue things you love doing and do them so well that people can't take their eyes off you." - Maya Angelou
"I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much." - Mother Theresa
"A woman must not depend upon the protection of man, but must be taught to protect herself." Susan B. Anthony
"If you have knowledge, let others light their candles in it." - Margaret Fuller

**Please note that my incredible Mom says inspiring things to me almost everyday, I just haven't been smart enough to write them down yet.....

Welcome to class kids....I'm your new teacher, Ms. Engar

2007-08-01T16:42:00.001-07:00

Here we are into our third week living in Scottsdale, and it is getting better every minute! These are a few pictures of Ashley's new classroom! We have been busy decorating it and coming up with fun new ideas to keep the students interested. Ashley has met a lot of nice teachers that work in her department. One in particular, Mr. Ross, the social studies teacher, has a daughter named Hannah that comes to work with him everyday during the summer, and has quickly become our little pet. She hasn't really wanted to leave since we got there, and will bring us random supplies, from markers to golf balls. Ashley has been busy this week planning her lessons, since she has only a week and a half until school starts! I, on the other hand, have found my new useless talent in being able to staple small things on high walls. I have asked a few other teachers if they would pay me to decorate their classroom, but no one has gone for it yet.

We have also found a new love for Golden Spoon, a cute little non-fat yogurt place near Ashley's school. The owner know us by our first names, and wants me to work there so badly, that he actually handed me an application on my way out the door. Hey....at least I'm networking!!! Hope everyone is doing well. More to come....

Our South African Treasure!!!!

2007-07-27T17:42:00.001-07:00

This is Lance, the maintenance man, and has quickly become are "go-to-guy". He is pretty much over everyday doing us random favors and putting things together. He is from South Africa and loves us. These are pictures of him putting a peep hole in our door (his idea). I don't know what we would do without him!!!!

Scottsdale....Week 2

2007-07-26T16:29:00.000-07:00

This is the picture of the outside of our condo. Cute, right? It will be really cute once we get it painted. Which is happening as we speak. More pictures to come once its completed!! Monsoon season is in full swing in Arizona right now and we have been getting a lot more rain than I expected to see the whole year we plan being here.

Here are some things I've learned about Scottsdale, now being here almost 2 weeks:
1-About 3/4 of Scottsdale's population is made up strictly of gay men.
2-Ashley is going to be an awesome teacher and her classroom looks AMAZING....thanks to my incredible stapling skills.
3-Boob jobs are not as cool as I thought they were, since I now see them everytime I turn the corner.
4-Pita Jungle is the best restaurant I've ever been to (you will all see what I'm talking about when you come visit us).

The cute kitchen with Laura

2007-07-23T19:10:00.001-07:00

ashley is sort of like a man. Strong and bold. Check out our sick couch!

Who needs men?

2007-07-23T17:55:00.000-07:00

We bought some furniture at IKEA and little did we know that "assembly is required". We are pretty much amazing though, and this is the little contraption we built.

Moving to Scottsdale week!!!

2007-07-23T17:41:00.000-07:00

So, we thought this would be fun to keep everyone updated on what is going on in our lives here in Scottsdale, Arizona for the next year. I think that everyone should start their own blog, that way we can all see what is going on in each others lives complete with pictures! We are aware that we sound like a newlywed couple, but just humor us. We will take pictures of us with boys to prove that we are not really "life partners".

Ashley and I have been in Scottsdale for one week! It has gone by pretty fast and we are getting settled into our new condo. We have been exploring the area and melting in the heat! Apparently we moved during the "monsoon season" so it has been pretty rainy and windy. We have met some cool new people and are hoping to have some life changing experiences over the next year.

Ashley is getting set up to teach high school sophomores and seniors at Mountain View High School in Mesa. It is weird to think that she is old enough to be teaching high school, but her first day is August 13th! She is getting a lot of...."don't mess around with your student" jokes. It is really getting annoying to her, so I wouldn't mention it anymore :)

I, on the other hand.....am doing nothing. I will let you know when I start to do "something". No, seriously though, it has been nice to do some thinking about what my next move will be and REALLY nice to be in a different city doing different things.