My 5 Things...

This was actually pretty difficult to do. It's this faulty memory of mine. Gall!


5 Things I was doing 5 years ago

So I was 18....

1. Graduating from college.
2. Moving to Utah.
3. Hiding in the back.
4. Learning to play indoor soccer.

5. Being a nursery teacher.

5 Things on my To Do list

1. Graduate!!!

2. Lose weight.
3. Make oodles of money.

4. Have 3.5 babies.

5. Get my wisdom teeth pulled. :(

5 Things that I would do with a Million dollars

1. Pay off student loans!!!!

2. Buy some clothes and shoes.

3. Buy a house.

4. Buy a NEW car.
5. SAVE.

5 Places I have lived

1. Arizona
2. California

3. Utah

4. All over Arizona

5. Okay, so it's REALLY the 90-million places I've lived.

5 things I hope to be doing in 5 years

When I'm 28...

1. Making lots of money.

2. Having my 3.5 babies.

3. Owning my own home.
4. Being married to a Dino-Digger.

5. Living my Life!!

Fourth Of July!!!

Friday, my family all went to see Transformers, and since me and Pat had seen it when it came out, we went and did our own thing. We decided to take some baked beans, juice, and potato wedges and corn dogs down to the creek by my parents' house. Just chill. We get everything together and buy the wedges and corn dogs and get to the creek. Well, after eating the beans and wedges we start on the corn dogs...

*Now, if you knew Pat, you'd know that he LOVES corn dogs, especially the ones we buy at the local gas station. It's a definite splurge. So he's like a little kid who waits until the end of the week to use his allowance to buy his favorite treat. Yeah.

So....I take a bite of one corn dog and it's a Jalepeno corndog. I know most people, especially those of you from Arizona, would just shrug and keep eating it....Like I did. However, my husband has ulcerative colitis. He can't have anything spicy, like peppers, or it will set off a colitis episode and put him in the hospital or possibly kill him. Yeah. Pretty serious stuff.

Well, he took a cautious bite of another corndog and it was jalepeno too. I thought that maybe the other 2 (There were 4 total.) were regular. I bit into those and they were also jalepeno. It was a major bummer and sucked because they were in regular packages. Pat's hopes for a corndog were dashed. Yup.

So we decided to go back to the station and swap them for regular ones only to discover that they didn't have any. We just got our money back and drove home. Talk about a ruined outing. We ended up just watching movies all night.

This 4th of July we didn't do anything SPECTACULAR because it rained. And it was all clear on Friday and Satur-DAY. Then the rain clouds rolled in and it came down hard. Yeah. No fireworks.

We did cook some bbq pork chops with mashed potatoes and corn. It was really good. We played games all day and relaxed. By-the-way, my sister Candace is in ALL of the pictures. It's on purpose. You know how there's always that 1 person who's in all of the photos,all-be-it inadvertently? Yeah, we had fun.

Oh, and then we beat up my sister Clarissa. Just for the hell of it. *Tee hee*

LAKERS KICKED THE MAGIC'S TRASH!

Yes. That's right. NBA Finals were last Sunday and the Los Angeles Lakers won. Booyah! It was a pretty good five games. The Orlando Magic put up a good fight, but I think Kobe Bryant wanted that trophy more than they did.

Pat's brother Dustin was in town with a couple of friends. We were already over at Ben and Cherie's for the fourth game of the Finals and they came over to watch the game with us. Pat got to have a boys day on Saturday while I helped my mom with a garage sale she was having. Much fun to be had by all. Sunday, we all got together again to eat dinner and watch the fifth game of the Finals. It was awesome!

So yeah. I have become an official LA Lakers fan. Yup. And if you knew me, you'd know that I'm not a big sports WATCHER, I'm more of a PLAYER. Or a CHEERLEADER. Whichever suits at the time.

Yet MORE Softball...

So I keep playing softball. And for God only knows what reason, because I am still fathoming why I do.

Me and Pat joined Brenden and Cherie yesterday for a game of softball. We have been going down to the field on Thursdays now to join a ward that plays at that time. It was pretty fun, until I batted and, whilst running to first base, rolled my ankle in a dip in the ground. Yeah. Fun. And then gave up batting to pitch, which netted me a softball right back at me in the shin. Nice.

I think I might too great of a pitcher for my own good, because most of the pitches that I threw came right back at me. I had to dodge most of them. It sucked.

Pat's Beard Attempt

Did I ever tell you about the time Patrick decided to grow a beard?

This was about a two weeks ago. So it wasn't actually too long ago.

He didn't actually decide to grow it out, I made him. Ha Ha. He was doing his field camp thing and all the other guys in his class were growing their beards out. So I told him to do it just to get it out of his system. He doesn't like shaving very much. Probably on account of the fact that his beard hairs are so coarse that when he shaves, he gets razor burn. He even uses an electric shaver because a razor would chop his face up.

So he started growing a beard. I think he made it two weeks before he hacked it off. I say hacked because it was so thick and coarse that it was like kissing splinters every time I kissed him. I couldn't even kiss him when it got to it's longest. Well, after about two weeks of growing it out, he decided to hack it off because he wanted to keep kissing me and his beard was even irritating himself.

I told him that if he ever thought about growing it out again, he would have to expect that I wouldn't be kissing him very much. I don't think he like that. So we have the beard growing experience out of the way. YAY!

I got the job!

Okay. This post is a week late, but I GOT THE JOB! YAY ME!

I interviewed with the law firm I mentioned earlier and they called me back that afternoon and said they wanted me to start immediately. YES! So I've been working there for a week now and LOVE it. It's noticeably different than the law firm I interned at. The lawyer I work for understands better how to use a Paralegal. Which is so nice. I think it has something to do with the fact that she's from California.

Anyway, she knows how and what to delegate to me and I love constantly being busy. I told her in the interview that I hate not having anything to do because I would feel like I'm just wasting time and I'd end up feeling unproductive.

I'm gonna start studying to get my Notary Public license, which will be an awesome add to my resume and a huge help in a law firm where affidavits (Personal Testimonies) are always being drafted.

In all, I like working here (and it's only the first week!) and I can't wait to see where this job will take me.

Softball....it hurts.

Me and Pat have been getting together with his brother to play softball these past couple of months. It's been so fun. We usually have our friends, Bryce and Blake there as well as Ben's wife's family. Occasionally we are joined by some ward softball teams and play with them.

I love softball. I used to be really good at it too. But all the years of inactivity and bad diets have left me to feel how out of shape I am. The first time I played, I was the catcher. I did over 270 squats, and I felt every single one of them for a whole week after that game. I couldn't bend my legs, they shook when I walked, and even had to lever myself down to go to the bathroom. It was a painful insight. Then I didn't play for a couple of games because I actually wanted to be able to walk.

So I decided to play this past Saturday. Not so good. I had just painted my nails, but they needed an extra player, so I decided to play. Barefoot. HUGE MISTAKE. The dirt had little pebbles in it and was constantly shifting under my feet. I walked away from that game with bruised feet, strained thigh muscles, and my forearms hurt for some odd reason.

It currently hurts to walk...again. I'm definitely wearing shoes next time. But I can't wait, because, as much as I'm in pain, it feels good to be active and feeling that burn again. I know, I know. I sound masochistic. I'm not. I promise.