WIW: Week 12

I should have known that lovely spring weather we were having would come to an end. This past week it's been cold again, and snowing up in the mountains. Paul's parents invited us to come with them to Snowbasin yesterday for a half day. If you can't tell by face already, it was pretty frigid! I've given up on snowboarding. I can't seem to get carving down. Luckily my brain still remembers how to ski so I was able to keep up with Paul pretty well. Even though it was only for a few hours, we still came home pooped! 

WIW: Week 11

The weatherman did no lie in saying that the temperatures would be up all week. (Random side note-I heard on the news a while ago that there is some country down in Africa that passed a law that can put weathermen in JAIL for not predicting the weather correctly! No joke. It is real.) We enjoyed walking outside where "it's not too hot, and not too cold, all you need is a light jacket!" (If you can name that movie, I am giving you a virtual high-five.) Oh Utah, please don't dump snow on us again until December. Please and thank you.

WIW: Week 10

That's right. It's in the high fifties this week and supposedly will be all this coming week. For some reason this "warm" weather has brought out the cleaning bug. All that got dejunked and a good scrub down was the bathroom though. As you can see from both our expressions, that's all we really had the patience for. Next week. . .the kitchen. 

WIW: Week 9

Once upon a time Tara was really excited to do a cool little "blog project" where she would take Harry around to all the cool things she does and take cool pictures and write cool posts.

Well, that once upon a time became reality and is crashing and burning all around me. Two things are becoming a problem with this project: 1. I don't do cool things. 2. When the rare occasion happens that I do a said "cool thing", I forget to take a picture. This results in the above happening where at the last minute on a Saturday night I realize I forgot to take pictures this week for my project so I snap a few of the hubs. Not like you haven't seen a picture of him before on here. Making the same creepy face he always does in pictures.

Any suggestions on how I can make this series more interesting? I fee like every week it keeps getting more  and more boring because hey! Tara sucks at remembering to take pictures and blog about them.

Any feedback would be much appreciated.

WIW: Week 8

After a fun weekend with family, we had the pleasure of hosting little brother Cory for a night. He didn't actually get to our place until about 3 in the morning because he was practicing on the MOTAB organ down on temple square. He's currently in the audition process of trying to be a guest organist on temple square. As you can see, he looked a little tired when I snapped this picture before I left for work the next morning. Looks like someone didn't get all of their beauty sleep. . . 

WIW: Week 7

That's right. The kid (little brother Alex) is coming home from his mission! Tomorrow is the big day, and we are scrambling to pack right now as I type. It's been a crazy busy week (not really how I wanted it to be) and now we, along with the rest of my family, are counting down the hours until the baby brother gets home. Here's to looking forward to a wonderful weekend with our WHOLE family being reunited!

WIW: Week 6

You might think by looking at just my recipe result that I was attempting to make brownies. Oh how wrong you are. I was, in fact, attempting to make "healthy" breadsticks by following a recipe I found on Pinterest (surprise, surprise) that used cauliflower as the main ingredient. I followed it exactly, I tell you.  On the right is how it was supposed to turn out. I'll let you determine how it went. At least you didn't have to have the awful burnt smell of cauliflower lingering in your home the rest of the night.


P.S.- on a totally different note, today is my Dad's birthday. Happy Birthday DAD!

WIW: Week 5

Because my mother passed down the trait to me of having super ticklish feet, I have never attempted to get a pedicure. I finally made it a goal of mine to try one out, and Paul was nice enough to get me a gift certificate to an AMAZING spa down in Layton for Christmas. Well, this past weekend I did it. And man oh man, was it the BEST. Soaking my feet in all these fancy chemicals, reading my book for a good hour or so and then having them massaged was the best. Never again will I fear these. 

WIW: Week 4

A good Saturday to me would go something like this: sleep in, go to Salt Lake, meet up with little sister, go shopping, get talked into buying some skinny jeans AND nice brown boots by little sister (Seriously. This girl has fashion sense! I think I've found my new shopping pal), get some Chick-Fil-A, do more shopping (with giftcards. Makes spending soo much more appealing because it's free!), then meet up with Dad at the best little french bakery in downtown Salt Lake (Gourmandise. DIVINE. I have introduced a countless number of people to this place because I've been obsessed ever since I was introduced about 6 years ago) and have a lovely little time. Yep, sounds like a perfect Saturday to me. I'll have to make those happen more often. . . when I get more giftcards.

WIW: Week 3

That's right. It has dumped snow here. In case you can't tell from the picture above, it is as high as our porch.  Still. And this happened about a week ago. (No thanks to the negative degree weather we've been having!) I heard we got 13 inches? Luckily we have a jeep and don't work too far from home, so we were able to escape any accidents. Oh Utah, I love thee, but sometimes I curse you when I walk outside and my boogers freeze. . .

WIW: Week 2

That.s right. I finally saw my bestie this past week and met her dog child Ryker (who is now my best bud, by the way). Never mind that our visit was for roughly a half hour hanging out in her car in a Subway parking lot while they were on their way down to catch a flight back to North Carolina. Didn't really matter because that half hour was glorious anyways. Harry and Ryker became good friends, we laughed, AND Katie even bought me a cookie. This is why we're friends, folks. Until our next random meeting, Ka-Tee!

Where I Was: Week 1

That's right. We actually went to a New Year's Eve party this year, and brought Harry along. So what if it the party was the regional youth New Year's Eve bash and we were chaperons? It was actually pretty fun. Our ward needed to provide some people to come, and since we don't have kids and probably would have just gone to bed at 10 anyways, we decided to help out. You really can't pass up an opportunity for free pizza and candy and wandering around giving the stink eye to kids who were acting unruly. (Unfortunately the stink eye opportunity didn't really present itself. But I did try to give off the impression that I was NOT a youth. I think I was taken as one of the kids to a lot of people there.) I will have to say this, I am SO thankful that my awkward years of adolescence are behind me. . . well, I think they are, at least.