you betcha.

 

If you want to fall in love with ridiculously expensive jackets that are amazing and make you want to die and go to Lululemon Jacket heaven, go to this site.  You're not living life with out one of these jackets.
You can click here to begin your journey to Lulu heaven. Debt hell.  Reason why its debt hell is because I would spend every ounce of money I received to purchase these beautiful jackets if I didn't have... well anything else and I was a transient.

The Jacket pictured is one that I have salivated over for a few weeks now. Just waiting for the fund fairy to come visit me so I may purchase it. One day.

stupid

VS   . 

I hate that I love Cheetos so much. If you really think about it they are disgusting. But, I don't really think about it while I'm consuming a full bag, not just a small bag, a full bag. Possibly 226541348 calories worth. I regret it right after I'm done. Then I eat more. If I didn't hate throwing up so much I would possibly consider that option. However, due to that fact I just let it sit in my stomach and let the evolution of fat, turn into... fat. My butt grew bigger the next time I looked in the mirror. Thank the heavens above for the gym. Well not even necessarily the gym, but the classes at the gym. Lets be honest if it weren't for classes,(cough) Yoga... My gym membership would be accumulating free funds from my bank account and for non-use of the $300 one inch laminated bar code that I have in my pocket. Any way. Just saying.

Kiddo's and Horses

This weekend we were lucky enough to be the host's of theeee Landon Jeppsen. My near 2 tank nephew that we're both obsessed with. Kris called on Saturday and we decided that the 14 degree weather was perfect to go a quick ride in. So. He and the Landers ventured out to good ol' G-ville. Oakly had to work all day on Saturday and I had just gotten home from yoga, my new found obsession, when I heard the thundering sounds of the Tank. He entered our home and Heaven and Hell locked eyes for the first time. I had not had enough time to 2-year-old-proof our home just yet since I had been in the shower rinsing the wonderous yoga sweat off. When I heard in the back ground Kris "Oh don't touch that Landers. AH!!! Here Landers look at this instead and CRASH, thank you Bubba." If you were to meet my brother Kris you would know from the second you saw him that he is the most laid back awesome Dad EVER and they both are so much fun to be around. When I emerged into our living room, the new found battle field, I saw the beautiful Tank of a two year old. Landon.

The second he saw me he ran right to me and gave me the worlds biggest hug (he always knows how to make my day).  Soon after a quick Gold Rush episode we journeyed over Bonnie and Deans to meet up with our horses and theirs. Bonnie and Dean (my wonderful in-laws) have a 3546846087 year old horse named Raz. I wont lie, I don't know how that horse is still standing. However, that horse is the best with Kiddo's and Landers was up next to ride.

So off we went! Landers was strapped with Raz on the tiniest saddle known to man and he rode that sucker all by himself...

He was so happy to be on that horse despite the freezing weather that was turning his little boogies into icicles.

Landers having Daddy lead him on his escapade! 

Only a few minutes later did Kris decide he wanted to ride as well. Since our horses were over at Bonnie and Deans I thought "sure why not?" So informing Kris before he picked out a horse to ride that I knew who a few of the horses were but have a hard time deciphering a few of them since they are almost all the same color. Thinking that a 2 year old colt was our 11 year old, very well trained, Leroy. Kris saddled  up, only to find out later as Bonnie raced to tell him that "Little Bob" the colt, had only been ridden maybe 30 minutes in his life. Thank you Bonnie for saving the day and getting Kris off that poor little confused horse. HOWEVER, to defend myself for this mistake you should know that Leroy was in another pasture across the road and these two particular horses have very similar facial markings and socks on their legs. AND I warned  Kris I had a hard time telling a few of them apart. So, I rest my case, I am innocent. 

ANYWAY....

So Kris had to go to work soon after our adventurous 14-degree-wrong-horse-mix-up-Tiana-Riding-Bareback-onRaz-on-the-back-of-Landon's-tiny-saddle-with-out-a-bit-and-Raz-decided-he-wanted-to-go-home-quickly-and-Landon-just-laughed-the-whole-time-while-Landon-flooded-his-pants-riding-day. We put Landon down for a quick nap, Kris was off to work and I got ready for Oakly's team doctoring. As soon as I was ready I went in to wake up the little man to go. When we got to the arena Landon instantly saw his uncle Oakly. Of course embraced and wanted nothing to do with aunt Ti for a good 15 minutes. 

Landon had so much fun watching uncle Oak on his horse while roping the cattle for the wonderful sport of team doctoring. I'm still learning about it a bit, but whatever you just have to do cowboy stuff basically and you win. Oak did an awesome job and roped the cows head each time within a very short time. So proud of you honey!!  

You go handsome!! 

After a long day of fun and adventure Landers and I headed home to watch one of the best movies of all time, The Little Mermaid. He and I both crashed even before Ariel met with the witch and Oak helped me put him to bed after he got home. The next morning we woke up early got ready for church and had so much fun with the little man there. After church Catherine and Kris came out to watch the super bowl. It was awesome to catch up and loved having the little man with us this weekend. 

Party on. 

love. it.

What a beautiful weekend and week. Loved it! Started off the Eve of the weekend by riding an Elephant. Yes, an Elephant. The big gray, wrinkley, smelly, pokey-haired giants that I am obsessed with. I even got Oakly to ride with me, that was a feat in and of itself! Our Elephants name was Carole. She was great. :)

Here we are just getting to know Carole. 

Here we are plotting against the man with the stick to run away with Carole. 

Food for thought: Who in the world would even think up something like the circus? "Oh hey by the way I think it would be cool if we get all sorts of wild and dangerous animals together, train them and have people ride on them WHILE we have women hanging from the 50 foot ceiling with a sash by their ankles, and have men balance flaming swords on top of swords that they are holding onto with their teeth." Just sayin'.

Also, Oakly found out why I call him Grizz.

I do so love my Grizzly Bear. 

So, moving on... Oakly had to work a Rodeo on Saturday night. Thus, GIRLS NIGHT!!! I've been needing a girls night for sometime now, just a night to act like a complete child with... children and of course Jen, whom I consider still very in touch with her inner child. They came over and we first started out with some pumpin' music and dance moves, followed by a salon of hair by Tiana and nails by Jen. Then we got out the dress-ups and make-shift red carpet... Boo... Yah.

In preparation. Don't judge, just love the dress ups. Yes, all of them are mine. Don't worry about it. 

Ultimate 80's. 

The lovely ladies on the red carpet!

Well the night went on and it was beautiful. Girls night any one??

Oakly and I believe is fantastic breakfasts on the weekend. It is my number one favorite meal of the day. One huge delicious breakfast will keep my stomach happy for the rest of the day. Since we are normally insanely busy on the weekends thats usually the only meal we do get. Sooo we make it an incredible one! 

See?

(Oakly enjoying his bacon, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwich). 

On Sunday I was able to meet up with all my beautiful friends that I've missed so much at my amazing friends Laurie's farewell.. She did an amazing job giving her talk. The walls shook with her testimony, I'm so excited for her. She is going to be amazing and will teach so many wonderful people in Italy. 

shout out to you my lovely Sister Simkins!!

It has been a great week, I'm now set up to work from home and enjoyed my first day on the job in the presence of my living room, kettle corn, and the social network... that I've restarted 484165 times and still have yet to finish. 

Love it. Love you. Happy wednesday! 

oh my cowboy.

Dear Cowboy,

Sometimes I really don't think you know how much I appreciate the little things you do for me. Holding my hand, giving me random hugs, snuggling with me (even though you  hate to cuddle), complimenting me, random kisses, putting your arm around me, doing the laundry, finishing our basement, taking care of the puppies and dog so I don't have to, playing cards with me (even though you get frustrated because I win every time), helping me with my school and homework, knowing when to carry around febreze with you because of my gag reflex to you and your.... issues :), eating whatever I make, letting me be a child and not complaining about it for the most part, spending time with me, listening to whatever music I listen to, letting me be anal about the house being clean, laughing at my jokes, and well, just me all together, loving me, playing with me and so much more....

Saturday morning I woke up to the smell and crackle of bacon, french toast (my favorite thing ever), hash browns, eggs, grapefruit and my handsome cowboy cooking me breakfast. Then again, this beautiful Monday morning since we both have work off I woke up to bacon, (again... we both love it way to much) eggs, and pancakes. Any one else get that? I think its pretty freaking amazing. I love my cowboy.

This handsome cowboy is who I get to see every day. I know, I'm lucky. :) 

Of course we have our differences and sometimes what to kill each other, but without differences, or opposition how would we be able to appreciate the other good things? Plus I love being able to push each others buttons sometimes, its pretty flippin' hilarious when we get going. Well any who, this is a tribute to you my cowboy. I love you, thank you for your patience with me. 

love

Dear Bountiful,

I miss you, however only parts of you.
I miss;
The Vard
The Temple
The B
Grocery Stores
The View
Elephant Rock
The instant Mountain
The Lights
Chalking
Smiths
Yogurt Stop
My Friends
My Family
Running on the Vard
5th south
Perhaps more, but I'm done with this list for now.
......

Today has been a bit of a challenge for me and I know its me that is making it that way but regardless its been rough. I've spoken with my family and my dear friend Melissa in which I laughed my face off with for about an hour. However, I still have that lump in my throat. That missing link. Though I love Grantsville and everyone here I miss good, old, stupid B-Town. Mostly I just miss the people in B-town, my family. Though scattered I still love them all. I miss being able to see them whenever I wanted. I miss late night heart to hearts with my friends. I miss just that constant contact.

On the flip side, now that I'm done sulking. Life is good here in G-villey, the weekend was of course full of events and adventures. Saturday was a blast we played games with our friends and I peed my pants 48 times. I rock at Egyptian rat screw. I school everyone, Oakly beat me once by sheer luck. I'm sore from the kinect. If you don't have one, get one.

Sunday: I hate going to church, I do. I love the gospel and I love God and Jesus but man, I hate church. But, regardless we still go and I always get something good out of it. However, this time it wasn't at church that I got my "ah ha" moment. It was after while listening to "Soft Sunday Sounds on Fm 100.3"(sing the tune in your head, I did.) It was a song that stated "What did he die for, when he died for me?" Ef. I love that. It made me think about a lot of things and made me realize that he died for a lot, I am flippin' great! Even, though I have a lot, A LOT, AAAAA LLLLLOOOOOOOOTTTTTTT, to work on I still think that I am a good person and that I've made a difference in this world. Any way, just thought it was an important thing to think about. I love that.

ANY WHO,

So I was able to take some pictures of a G-villey sunset. You will pee they are so pretty. I'm not Jessica Briggs Magalei, but I like them! 

I may or may not have taken these while I was driving to school. Don't even worry about it. Any who, thats all I've got for today kids. Love.