Happy birthday, bro

Today is this fabulous man's birthday.


Thanks for the craziest and best year of my life thus far. You are the absolute greatest man I ever could have asked for. Thank you for constantly being so entertaining and for your optimism in life, I don't understand it but I do appreciate it. I love everything you do and how you are always putting me and everyone else before you. I even sometimes like it when you call me bro or "a stud" on accident. I could go on and on and on about EVERYTHING I just love.
You may never know how much you mean to me. Thank you for being so awesome to me and supplying with me with an unlimited amount of love, all the time. You are so rad.

Need I say more?

1 + 1 = furrrrrever

this.


Mostly for Gina but I know many others will appreciate as well.

I got this from one of my friends on facebook.
laughing.my.butt.off.

Montana

This weekend we went up to Montana to see Jesse's sister, Wendy, and her fam. And I was fortunate enough to get 4 fillings while up there (Wendy's husband Eric is a dentist) ...we're 2/3 of the way done with that. Stop trying to figure out how many cavities that is.

Anyway, as always (the one other time) it was great to be up there. There is something about Montana that has such a homey feel to it and makes me never want to leave. It could have something to do with how great their family is though..

Please don't criticize my photography skills. These were taken while the rather smudged window was rolled up and we were on the freeway.

Also, ignore Jesse's skills as well. He always manages to get me right when I look like I have an eye infection.

(please note she is standing on the deck, she isn't that tall...yet)

That's their horse dog Bella. She didn't know what to do when Sam started boxing at her, other than hide behind people.
He might have had more fun being up there than we did.

story of my life

Jesse: We (you) need to do laundry. I'm out of underwear.
Me: No you're not. Check in the dryer, on the dryer, or in the hamper..those clothes are clean

Everyday.

The moment we have been waiting for.

On Friday night we went and picked up Samson

and obviously we have already had multiple photo shoots.

Yesterday I took him to meet Luke & Reagan and I wish I could say he played and played but he really just slept and slept. But I think that he finally has accepted that we are not going to disappear no matter how many times he closes his eyes.

There isn't really much else to say other than we are totally obsessed and feel like everyone else should be too.

Call me ambitious.

Since my new found hatred to the gym, I have decided I need a new "thing" (until we get the dog, then obviously nothing will get accomplished).

So I have decided to actually start making the things that I want to eat from pinterest.

Yesterday I made a list and went to the grocery store. I have never done that before. Typically Jesse does the shopping and I just eat whatever he makes (this is not a lie). So, I ventured off to the store and made these:

This is obviously not a picture that I took. Although, I almost did take a picture.

They are soo easy and super delicious.
Take a tomato and slice it (like the above picture looks) put on some parmesan (I used the "pizza mix" of cheese instead). Then throw on some Oregano and s&p. Cook at 450 for 10-15 minutes (I would say 10, but our oven cooks ultra fast so...maybe 15..whatever). It also said to add olive oil but I thought it tasted good without.

Eat those with some sweet potato fries and buffalo chicken. You will be happy. Well..if you like tomatoes, you will be happy, otherwise you will probably hate it.

I also made these:Spinach and macaroni something or other...I don't remember all the ingredients but I do remember it was a lot of work for a small amount of flavor.
Which is the exact opposite of what I want when it comes to food. For obvious reasons.

I'd say walking around the grocery store is a perfect replacement for the stairmill.

The second best date thus far.

Before Jesse and I got married, we had discussed getting a dog around spring time
(if you read my other blog, I had already mentioned that).

Well, long story short, after some discussing and realizing how much going to Wisconsin for Christmas would cost and possibly due to the fact that Jesse was being spammed with ksl ads being sent his way; we decided that getting a dog around Christmas time would actually work out for us.

So we started looking for boston terriers and trying to find one that didn't cost as much as bostons usually do...blah blah blah. Then today as I am sitting at work and had thought that Jesse was simply going to an innocent lunch with some clients he starts telling me that his co-worker had put down a deposit for a boxer puppy. And he sends me a picture of a little white puppy that Zach is getting. Super cute.

Then I receive this

And I realize something. That is Jesse, holding a boxer puppy. Completely at his own free will..I did not make this happen. He voluntarily was at a home that was selling puppies, holding a puppy, bribing me, making me never be allowed to ever be even remotely angry with him for any reason in the world. Then he asks if I would want to go on a date with him tonight up to Ogden to see it.

No duh.

Welcome to the fam, Sam