Friday, April 29, 2011

I Confess...


I confess ...

I have 1,667 emails in my inbox. Because I never delete 'em. And I can't delete the whole inbox, because some emails have information I need.

I spent about 20 minutes the other day going through and deleting/saving different emails individually, but then I got tired of it. So I didn't make much progress.

I confess ...

I'm mildly depressed that today my baby brother turns 26. My BABY brother. I am not old enough for my BABY brother to be 26! Booooo.
Bookworm with Baby Brother at his wedding 2 years ago.
I confess ....

that I thought it was hilarious when Tanielle and I went to the McDonald's drive-thru late last night to get ourselves some Dr. Peppers, and then when we didn't think they were very good, we went to the Carl's Jr. Drive-thru and ordered new Dr. Peppers, and when we got up to the window and the lady handed us our drinks, we gave her the ones from McDonald's and told her they were yucky and asked her to throw them away for us. She didn't even think we were funny at all. Whatever. We're freakin' hilarious.

It was only cold, not good.


I confess ...

that I went back to bed this morning after my kids went to school, and didn't get up until I absolutely couldn't wait any longer to pee, or my bladder would explode.

I confess ...

that I have never, EVER wanted to say the F word at a sporting event (and I've been to a lot), but that I wanted to REALLY bad on Wednesday night. The Mexican team played SUPER dirty, and the stinkin' refs were missing EVERYTHING. I didn't say it though. But I wanted to. Really bad.

I confess ...

that these pictures break my heart every time I see them, but they are plastered all over the internet, and I can't stop looking. After a gut-wrenching, stomach-punchy, devastating 1-0 loss to Monterrey (who played DIRTY, remember), that brought our 37 home-game undeafeted streak to an emotional end, my boys simply sat down on the field where they stood, in disbelief and heartache. And sadder still, when Chris Wingert finally composed himself, and did his traditional "fan appreciation lap" where he circles the whole field applauding the fans around the stadium.



I confess ...

that I still couldn't be more proud of all they have accomplished so far, and in such a short time - and that I am super excited as we now return to the regular Major League Soccer season that is just beginning. I'm predicting we'll take the MLS Cup again this year!

I confess ...

That every time I talk about soccer, I wonder if my obsession is "endearing" to people, like JennyKate's obsession with Twilight and Edward, or if it's just super annoying to people.

Yes, JK, I stole this from your blog.
I confess ...

that I keep trying to come up with more confessions to type about, because when I am done with this post, I have to get up from the couch and do housework. And I don't wanna.

Have some confessions of your own? Type them up, click the button and link up!!

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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

check and check, and Dear Someone's


Babysitter? Check.

Claret and Cobalt hair flares? Check.


Appropriate team apparel? Check.

Tickets to the biggest soccer match in the history of not only the state of Utah, but the entire US league? Check and CHECK!!!


I know this means little to most of you...but I am so freaking excited I can't even stand it! I don't think I've been this excited for an event since NKOTB reunited and Tanielle and I went to their concert! It is seriously going to be the BEST date night ever!


Tonight my boys take on Monterrey, Mexico in the Final leg of the CONCACAF (Confederation of North, Central American and Caribbean Association Football) Champions league tournament. It is history in the making. RSL is representing the entire league tonight. No U.S. team has ever made it this far, and if we take the trophy tonight, we will be the first U.S. team EVER to play in the FIFA Club World Cup.

Updated: This video seriously gave me chills.




In conclusion I would like to pen (keyboard) a few open letters.

Dear Utah Weather,

For the first time this year, I welcome your cruel sense of humor. Yesterday I took great satisfaction in the fact that Club Monterrey flew in from the Mexican heat to be greeted by snow, sleet, and rain. And that they had their training day in 35 degree weather. That was wet. And cold. I wouldn't even mind sitting in cold wet weather tonight, if it means I get to watch them have to play against our boys who are conditioned to play in such weather. It would be great fun.

Sincerely,
Me

Dear Thomas,


Thank you so much for hooking hubby and I up with tickets to tonight's match, when they weren't on sale to the public, and only you season ticket holders had access to purchasing them. I've seen the $20 seats (which you purchased for us and charged us $20 for) listed online for up to $250 each. We really appreciate it!

Sincerely,
Xazmin


Dear Mexicans who live in Utah, U.S.A.,who have lived here for years, taken advantage of the wonderful opportunities and better life our country and our state have to offer, yet are still coming to the match tonight and cheering for Mexico,

You. Piss. Me. Off.

Sincerely,
Mexican American who has her loyalties in the right place.


Dear RSL boys (especially CW),

Can't wait to see you tonight and watch you kick some Monterrey butt!

Love Always,
Your biggest fan.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The Story of Me

I received a few comments on my friendship post concerning the fact that I am part of a blended family. Those comments made me realize that I haven't really shared the complete story of my childhood. So I thought I would enlighten you.

Before we begin I wanted to clarify a couple of things. When I refer to my "dad", I am speaking of the man who adopted me, and raised me since I was 8 years old. "Bio father" refers to the man who is my biological father, and was married to my mom at the time of my birth. Hopefully it won't be too confusing.

I was born in Twin Falls, Idaho in July, 1976, and lived the earliest part of my life in California. When I was almost 2 years old, and my mom was pregnant with her second child (my brother "D"), my bio father left and he and my mom divorced.

After D was born (also in Idaho), we came to Salt Lake City where my mom found work, and was completely away from the rest of her family (all in Idaho). She was a single mom taking care of two little kiddos. I don't remember a lot from these years. Mostly just bits and pieces of an apartment complex we lived in when I was 5, and some memories of a few friends there.

We moved to Magna (a suburb of SLC) when I was in 1st grade, and I finished 1st and 2nd grade in my school there. I remember this time quite vividly. I am even still in touch with my then best friend and neighbor that I played with every day during our time living there. I only remember one time my bio dad came to visit us and spend the day with D and I while we were living there. He lived in California, and I'm not saying he didn't visit more, but I just remember the one time.

It was while we were living here that my mom was set up on a blind date. She was set up by her good friend "V" (whom she worked with), and V's husband "K". They set her up with K's good friend (whom HE worked with). Are you still with me? This is the night my mom met my dad.

My dad was also previously married. He and his wife had tried unsuccessfully for many years to have a baby, and were finally able to adopt a little girl ("J"). My dad's wife left him and they divorced when their daughter was 8 years old. She was about to turn 9 at the time her dad and my mom were set up on their blind date. I was about to turn 8.

My mom and dad were married in April, 1984, and we moved to his home in Riverton (also a suburb of SLC). Our family now consisted of mom, dad, sister J (who lived with her mom, but we got to see her on weekends and during the summer), myself, and brother D. D and I were sealed to our parents for time and all eternity in the Jordan River Temple shortly thereafter (J was already sealed to my dad). My bio father visited a couple more times that I can remember, and then granted permission for my dad to legally adopt us. In April, 1985 my little brother (also "J") was born. My parents still live in that house in Riverton, and tomorrow they will celebrate their 27th anniversary.

Happy Anniversary mom and dad!

Of course there is much more to the story of me, but I thought this little bit of history would clear up a few questions that I have been asked recently. Or maybe it just creates more questions? I am an open book so ask away.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Friday, April 22, 2011

The Giddiness that will NEVER End!


I CONFESS……

I may never come back down to earth again.

BECAUSE I FREAKING MET

Chris Wingert !!!

That's right people. I met him. For real.

If you know me, you have probably heard of my love and undying devotion. To the point of wanting to choke me, because you're so sick of it. Sorry.

The team flew back from Mexico last night. They were returning from the first leg of the CONCACAF Champions League Finals. It's sort of a big deal. Like REALLY a big deal. The first team in Major League Soccer to go this far. Ever. Making a huge name for ReAL Salt Lake, as well as representing the entire League of US Soccer.

At the last minute we (and by "we" I mean "me") decided we should go over to the charter air strip and join other fans in welcoming the boys back home. Had NO idea that we would actually get to mingle with them. And take pictures, and just basically be in soccer heaven for a short time.

I CONFESS:

I would normally never, EVER post the following pictures because of my freaking fat face, and wind-blown (and not in the sexy way) hair. I am very particular about the pics I post. I know it's silly, but it's just a thing I have. But I am so excited to share my giddiness with you, that I'm just gonna pretend y'all won't notice the extra chin(s), and overall unflattering appearance of my face. And hair. And body. Just play along...kkthanks.

Here he is autographing me (sigh).

He's cute, no?

Had to get a pic with team captain Kyle Beckerman just to make Tanielle mad. Just kidding. I wanted to meet him too. And he was SO friendly.

Don't worry, I made sure my kids weren't left out of the fun.


Here's me giving Leo some sugar. He is the BEST mascot. Love Leo.


Fabian Espindola is a freaking soccer ROCKSTAR. The girls were excited to meet him.


And Hubby snapped this picture of Nick Rimando and his adorable little girl. I am not exaggerating when I say Nick is THE best goal-keeper in the country. Just sayin'.


I confess that even though I'm super excited to share, in looking back at my pictures...I'm not sure I want to hit publish. But I am trying to move past my insecurities about posting photos of myself on my blog. So I'm going to do it.

Click the button for more confessions, or to link up!


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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Concerning Friendship

Check it out...another party that I have been cordially invited to. Okay, it was a general invitation to anybody in the blog world. But still. My middle name is fun, so you know it just wouldn't be a party without me. Just nod your head in agreement, okay? Thanks.

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It's a weekly Q&A - and this week's theme is friendship. So here are the 5 questions:

{1} Do you make friends easily?

{2} What 3 qualities are a MUST in a friend?

{3} What makes YOU a good friend?

{4} Have you ever met a bloggy friend in real life? Yes? Tell us about the meet up. No? Who would you love to meet?

{5} Who is your best friend? Tell us about them.

Do You Make Friends Easily?

I think so. I am fairly outgoing, and generally like people. I am pretty actively involved in church and my children's school, so I have a lot of opportunity for meeting and working with new people. I have made some of my closest friends through my church callings, and my work with the school.

What 3 Qualities are a Must in a Friend?

First, you must be TRUSTWORTHY. I put a lot of weight on honesty. If you can't be honest with me, it is an insult to my intelligence. Just don't lie. If you do - you're out. I also need to know I can trust you with my confidences, and know that you will not betray them.

Second, LOYALTY. You have to have my back. I need to know you are there for me, and won't let me down when I need someone in my corner. Will you stand up for me if you hear someone say something unkind or untrue about me? Will you be there when I am struggling and need a friend to talk to? Do you care as much about what's going on with me as I do about you?

Third, LAUGHTER. You have to laugh with me. I am a huge dork, and love to have fun and laugh. The friendships that fulfill my life the most are filled with side-splitting, cross your legs so you don't pee your pants laughter. You know we're tight if we've laughed 'til we cried together.

What Makes You a Good Friend?

Well, I think the things that I look for in a friend, are also what make me a good friend. I can be trusted to keep your confidences, and I will NEVER lie to you. I HATE liars. Like HATE to the 10th power. Liars are probably my biggest pet peeve in the universe. Hence, I am not one.

I am fiercely loyal. Don't mess with my friends - because if you do, it won't be pretty.

I am also compassionate. I hurt for my friends when they hurt. I have lost many a night's sleep worrying about someone I love because of trials they were (are) facing in their lives. So my friends know they can count on my to listen to them, and cry with them, and love and support them.

Have You Ever Met A Bloggy Friend In Real Life?

Heck to the YES! I recently was able to spend the day with my girl MiMi. We have been bloggy buds for a couple of years, and have had many "outside of the blog" conversations about life, and family, and beliefs, and hot guys, and annoying politicians, and so much more. So meeting her was the icing on the cake of our friendship. I wrote all about it here if you missed it. But she is definitely more than just a bloggy friend to me.

Who is Your Best Friend? Tell Us About Them

My oldest bestie (not age-wise, length of friendship-wise!) is this hot chicka:

See how much she loves me?

I met Kimberlee when I was 8 years old, and my mom married her uncle (my adoptive dad). We have grown up together. Gotten in trouble together. Shared our secrets, our insecurities, and of course hours and hours of laughter. We have been there through each other's boyfriends, friends (break-ups and make-ups), weddings (only one for each of us! Just to clarify!), pregnancies, babies, life struggles and of course the joys as well!

Talk about loyalty. This girl has ALWAYS had my back. Once a group of her friends (as tight as we were, we always had different friends from each other) wanted to beat me up. Over a boy (silly I know, but it was HS, okay?). She completely had my back. I knew she would fight them with me. Of course it never came to that - we were all talk. But I know she could have kicked their trash -and totally would have if needed!

There are times when we go weeks or more without talking, because life is so busy. But it never changes how much a part of each other's lives we are. And when we're together - it's as if no time has passed. And it's fun that our husbands are besties as well - so I count my self fortunate to have such a solid friendship that I know will last for life.

Then there's this girl. She is probably familiar to most of you. I only talk about her constantly.

I met Tanielle 7 years ago when our boys, our first children, started Kindergarten. We were part of a group of 4 ladies that called ourselves the "Kindergarten Moms". Because we were all sending our oldest kiddos off to school for the first time, and were severely traumatized. So we would all be there standing at the wall of the K playground before school, and didn't leave until the kids went in. Then we made sure to be there early, waiting at the wall before school got out, so we could make sure and be there right when our kids exited the classroom. Tanielle and I formed a particularly tight bond as we were the same age, had the same number of children who were the same ages and genders, AND we had very similar personalities. We have been laughing and crying (and sometimes peeing our pants) together ever since. Some of the best memories I have are of nights when her husband was gone hunting, and my hubby would stay home with the kids, and I would go over to her house after all our kids were in bed, and we'd stay up all night watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and enjoying nachos and giant Dr. Peppers. It's been too long since we've had a Buffy night T!!!

I also have a wonderful group of girls that I have gotten close to through church. Three of them I spend a lot of time with, and consider them best friends as well. We work closely together in church, and play lots outside of church. I love these girls, love their support and friendship and encouragement, and could never have wished for a better group of neighbors and girlfriends! I love you Kimberly, Andrea and Heidi!

My best boyfriend of course makes ALL of these wonderful friendships possible. Hubby is so supportive and really makes an effort to make time to be with the kids and let me have a little girl time every so often. And he is great friends with all my married friends husbands, so it really works out so nicely. I'm a lucky girl. Love you babe - thanks for being the best boyfriend ever!

So, what are your thoughts on friendship? If you wanna share, or just read more of what others have to say, click on the button above!

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Just humor me, okay?

I promised it would be a little while before I did another soccer post.

It's been a little while. I'm in mourning today.

I wanted to go to this game soooooo badly.

Tonight our RSL are playing Colorado. The new defending champions. We were the previous defending champions.

It's going to be epic. And I won't be there. I've chosen the fiscally responsible road of paying my bills instead of purchasing soccer tickets. Can I please get a little sympathy?

Just humor me and watch the video....it's cool. And short.



Also, I promised someone that I was going to post a new Chris Wingert picture every time I did a soccer post this year. You. Are. Wecome.

He's always so great to the fans.

Monday, April 11, 2011

I can't believe I'm doing this....

No, seriously. Words cannot describe how much I don't want to do this. But for the love of a few awesome chicks, and also my need to not feel left out, or like a wuss....I am succumbing to the pressure.

I'm joining in with the monthly Vlog hosted by Mamarazzi and Shawn.

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I've always known I hated my voice. Ever since the very first time I heard it play back on an answering machine message. But now I also get to see that not only do I have a super annoying voice, but I also do weird things with my mouth while I'm talking. And also make weird smacking noises before starting a sentence. Oy.

All I have to say is certain people better NEVER miss another blog post of mine again, and the comments should be filled with lots of kissing up.

This month's theme is accents or dialect. We have a few instructions, including saying the flollowing list of words:

Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught, Antenna, Rootbeer, Ambulance, Museum, Milk, Orange, Apricot

So here goes nothin':

Now that I've completely humiliated myself, why don't you head on over and check out some more Vlogs? Head here or here to check it out.

Oh, and p.s. Shawn - this word wasn't on the list, but it's barbed-wire. :)

What inspires us.

It's surprising the different things that inspire us.

I look around my world, and my life, and inspiration comes from so many different sources.

In recent weeks I have been inspired by a (gay) mormon guy, powerful talks delivered by great men and women during General Conference, the perseverance of some dear friends enduring difficult trials in their lives, and the faith my children have and bear witness of on a regular basis.

Today I was inspired as I attended the funeral services of a dear and wonderful lady. She is a former neighbor of ours, and Hubby and I have looked up to her and her husband for many years. Her son and his wife are currently our neighbors, and 2 of our dearest friends.

Today I was able to glimpse a little more into the wonderful life she led, and the amazing family she leaves behind for a short while. As I sat listening to stories of her faith and service and loving kindness to everyone around her, I was inspired. As I looked at her family, some of whom I know very well, and others who I know only a little - I was inspired by the caliber of their character. And I know it is due to the example and teachings of their righteous parents.

Today I was inspired to try a little harder. To serve a little better. To be a little kinder. I was inspired to increase my efforts at living a Christ-centered life, and teaching my children to do the same. What a glorious thing it must be for her to look down and behold the people whose lives she influenced for good, and know that although she is leaving her husband and children for a short time - they are all going to do just fine, because she taught them, and nurtured them, and led by example, and now they are serving and loving others, just as she did during her time on earth.

It's surprising the different things that inspire me. But not so much as I look around, and realize that all I am inspired by comes from God.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Confessions, confessions

I confess:

I stayed up last night watching Ion Television's late night movie. It was Superman.

Despite the very dated looking special effects - I still really loved it.

And I still really love Christopher Reeve.

I confess:

I am sitting here on the computer refreshing the Ticketmaster page every 5 minutes so I can be first in line when Taylor Swift tickets go on sale.

I think Taylor Swift is a mediocre singer. But I think she is a great songwriter, and a good role-model.

I don't have the money for concert tickets right now. But she is coming to town 2 days before Cowgirl's birthday.

I confess:

It snowed again last night, and I am marginally depressed. I have absolutely no motivation to get anything done around my house that needs doing.

I confess:

I have eaten like crap since returning from Portland. I just can't seem to get back with the program.

I confess:

I am not nearly as outraged as the rest of the country by last nights AI results.

Pia has a beautiful voice. But she bores me.

I confess:

I am furious that I still cannot change the font/size/color of the text in my posts.

When I do, it LOOKS like it is changed while I'm composing the post. But once I hit "publish" it reverts back to this same size and color. Can ANYONE help me figure out how to fix this?

I confess:

I haven't really done any great blog posts this week, but I'm still going to link up a post to Amanda's Weekend Bloggy Reading. Because I want to gain another entry into this giveaway.

Pretty selfish of me, eh?


That's all for today - but if you have some confessions of your own, click the button and go link up!


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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Why are some people so clever?

I really wish I was clever.

Do you ever look at people who have just said or done something clever, and wonder how they got to be so clever?

Do you see something online, or on TV and just ponder the cleverness of others?

Do you have cleverness-envy? I do.

What, you think I'm over thinking this whole cleverness thing?

Maybe. But I've always wished I was clever.

One of my favorite ways to waste pass the time is to watch funny/cute/clever videos on youtube.

Today I'm going to share with you a family favorite - I cannot tell you how many times we have watched this in our family.

I promise you'll enjoy it - so just take the time to watch it...kkthanks.

Don't you love the way young children tell stories? It's hilarious. And when some clever person comes up with the idea of the ADULTS acting out the story as told by the children - well you get a little something like this:




You are welcome.

I'll be sharing 3 more episodes for your viewing pleasure in future posts. You're welcome again.

So tell me, am I the only one with cleverness envy?

I probably am. Considering how clever the rest of you already are.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Mother Nature thinks she's hilarious

Overnight, we went from this:


To this:

Nice, huh? Cowgirl took these snow pictures - she is turning into quite the little photographer.





I'm thinking this poor robin is a little confused....

I hope everyone has a fantastic week!

I'm linking to:

Weekend Bloggy Reading

Because I wanna win this, not because I think I have any particularly great posts this week!

Sunday, April 3, 2011

A work in progress....

Those of you who know me well, or have been reading me for awhile, know that my faith is a very big part of who I am. Actually, it IS who I am. More than anything else my religious beliefs define me.

These beliefs influence the decisions I make - the way I try to live my life. They influence the rules of our house, the activities our children are allowed to participate in, the way we dress, and allow our children to dress. These beliefs influence my political opinions, and the way I act and speak.

That being said, I am so far from where I'd like to be. Spiritually speaking that is. I feel like I go through phases. Like sometimes I am right up there, really living my life in a way that I feel is pleasing to my Heavenly Father, trying hard to set a good example to those around me, serving others, being productive with my time. Then I have my times where I am not doing so hot. Where I know I am not being the mother I should be, or speaking as appropriately as I should . Times where I waste my time doing things that don't serve any true purpose in my life, or anyone else's. That's where I am right now. Where I feel like I've been a lot recently.

That's why I'm so grateful this weekend is General Conference. I love listening to the words of prophets, hearing the counsel of my leaders, and just being spiritually renewed by the words and spirit of the conference. It couldn't come at a more perfect time for me.

This video illustrates beautifully the most basic belief that all of my values are founded upon. I love my Savior, and more than anything I want to live my life as He would have me live, and one day return to him along with my family. I'm so grateful for the Easter season, and the time to celebrate and reflect on the most significant event in the history of all mankind. Enjoy.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Happy List


It's that time of week again! Time to link up with the ever-fabulous Mamarazzi and share some happy!

Having nice enough weather that we could take Monkey to the park this week definitely brought some happy.



Having this girl all to myself while the other kids are at school has made this a very happy year. This week we've had lots of time vegging on the couch while we recover from the Portland Plague together.


I'm happy to have my other 3 children involved in things that enrich their lives, and help them develop their talents. Currently we have Cowgirl and Pixie starting spring soccer. Cowgirl is excelling at her piano lessons, and Pixie is getting ready to start. Bookworm is continuing to develop his talent with the violin. He has a big state-wide Junior Concerto/Solo Federation that he is performing in next Saturday. He will be judged, and is very nervous! He also was selected to be on the graphic design team that is designing the T-shirts for our school's Pedal's for Hope bike-riders this year.

My hot pink glitter toes make me happy. Can't wait to be able to wear footwear that shows them off all the time!


Being surrounded by beautiful mountains makes me all kinds of happy. I love that I can look in pretty much any direction and be greeted with a sight like this:


What makes you happy? Head on over to Mama's and link up!

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Friday, April 1, 2011

F-bomb Friday



Yesterday was supposed to be Mod Podge Mania.

I forgot.

Again.

I actually have a really cool project that I want to do, and show you.

But yeah, I can't seem to get on top of it.

I feel like such a failure.

Again.

The end.


I'm linking up with MiMi. Because she's awesome. Go check it out.