a story too tragic not to tell
nick and i were supposed to meet my family up provo canyon friday night to go camping over the weekend.
nick, being the sweetie that he is, left me the car in salt lake and took TRAX home. {to save gas}
8 o'clock rolls around, and i leave.
i reach inside my bag to grab the keys to the car-- and they're not there.
what?
dangit.
i must have left them inside.
so i go back into the office, and i can't find them anywhere.
i call nick.
"please don't tell me you have the keys."
"what.......OH CRAP."
well, he did.
he did have those dang keys, and i was stuck at work.
well, he hopped on a bus and showed up around 9:15,
where we drove the half hour home,
and were ready to leave around 10.
i wasn't about to drive all the way to provo to try and find this campsite in the dark.
forget it.
so we ended up just going on saturday morning.
awesome, right?
a few words from our princess
HEY, hey hey!
i'm koda.
i'm 4 months old, and everyone i meet loves me.
my favorite thing to do is play with my tennis balls (my size)
and chew up mom's shoes.
the pink ones are my favorite.
i know that if i look cute enough i get whatever i want.
i'm trained, but sometimes i potty on the floor if mom and dad don't let me out when i ask.
i hate time out, and i hate baths.
i like running on the roof of the parking lot at mom's work.
i can run really fast.
i made friends with a cat the other day,
and i bark at my reflection but it never runs away! grrr
i finally learned how to jump onto the bed, and i'm so excited!
i wake up in the middle of the night now and try to sleep with mom, but she puts me back in my own bed.
tromping on dad's head when he's sleeping is also my favorite.
i have fun every day, except when mom and dad leave me during the day. :(
sometimes i get to chase chickens at a farm, and make friends with ducks who growl at me.
i love chewing the carpet up, even if there's duck tape on it.
i love my humans, they love me too (i know because they give me treats), and i love my life!
oh, baby!
although this is far, far in the future for us,
i can't help but drool over these baby hats.
aren't they just adorable??
awww
numbers and me
i feel as if i owe the whole world some sort of explanation of why i think of numbers as human beings.
it's odd, i'll admit.
but every time i think about, write, or see a number, a certain gender & character is associated.
maybe that's why i'm so terribly bad at math.
let's begin at the beginning.
numbers: a formal introduction.
one.
one is the rebel of all the numbers.
he likes to mimic others and is virtually untouchable.
he would be the "college frat boy" type,
drinking and partying it up while everyone else tries to get to him.
he's always there.
he considers himself a god-like figure,
& he is a gift to the whole world.
two.
two is like your little neice who you love to death.
she's very compliant and loves to do things like paint and be artsy craftsy.
she brings you pictures that she drew of you guys
holding hands and frolicking through flowers that look like aliens,
and you hang them on your fridge.
she is very naiive but people love her.
she's easy to get along with and has a nice, friendly disposition.
she loves everyone.
three.
three doesn't belong.
he is the odd one out, an outcast if you will.
he tries to fit in with the crowd-- that's why he's smoking.
he doesn't know who he is,
and is approximately 13 years old.
people are frightened when he walks by,
and he lurks around corners wearing fedoras & long, black trench coats.
four is a grandpa.
the kind that sits back on the patio and watches birds with his binoculars.
he probably has alzheimers, and can't remember anything.
he doesn't know anyone, but everyone knows him.
& they love him.
he tells them stories, and then wonders who they all are.
he's fabulous.
five.
oh, what to say about five.
she's a reckless being, approximately 19 years of age
and living on the edge.
she's the kind of number you'd get tattoo'd on your left shoulder
and she loves to ride her harley.
she follows bands cross country, and loves it.
six is the high school "perfect being."
he's like the quarterback captain of the varsity football team in high school
who volunteers at the humane society after practice
and has straight A's.
the kind that likes to recycle, and is environmentally friendly.
he wears aqua di gio, and likes astronomy.
in his spare time, he makes robots and plays video games.
he doesn't mind holding your hand in front of people,
and he's preparing for his mission.
seven.
seven is the classiest of the numbers.
he's french, but speaks italian.
he's romantic up to his eyeballs, and brings you flowers just because.
he's a hopeless romantic.
he's vintage, like lace.
he likes to wear french cuff linked shirts.
you find him at a lot of weddings.
reminds me a lot of nick.
eight is a philosopher.
he probably owns an english bulldog and has a freshwater aquarium in his living room.
he loves to give wise advice to all the other numbers
people look up to him.
he's like an old english teacher that taught you more than just english
a "miss shelley" of sorts.
the prophet.
they will have to hold his funeral at lavell edwards stadium to handle the masses attending.
nine is a schoolteacher.
like that first kindergarten teacher,
who, despite the chaos, somehow has everything under control & reads you "the stinky cheese man."
she knows all the tricks, and relates specifically to ages 4-6.
she enjoys naptime and animal crackers,
with the occasional Welch's juice box.
nobody can remember her, yet nobody can forget her.
and that is
numbers: a formal introduction.
and so i did
(p.s. these pictures are much better quality, but i can't use my laptop here at work, so these are copies from facebook. i still love them though!)
i love my little family.
we hope you all had a fabulous weekend!
by the way,
this is nick and i at the daybreak location for extreme makeover: home edition site a few weeks ago when we volunteered
we might be in a commercial, too! it was such a great experience although we didn't get a tshirt *boo* or get to see the inside of the house.. or work on the house at all..
we helped clean up the entire site, working with the carpenters and part of the team to clean up the art department.
it's gorgeous, guys.
the house is amazing, and the family is the greatest thing i've ever seen. we got to meet the family from a distance and see the home builders present the family with prizes and cool things.
i can't wait for this episode to air, so look for it sometime in october!
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