Summer 2009

Alas, I have no pics, and not much of a story to tell about this summer. Seeing as how we both were unemployed for half of it, which left us with no funds for extras.

So....the good part of this oh so sad story is that all of our bills are paid and we have started accumulating a little cushion cash. I'm hoping that this whole "move-in-with-the-parents-so-we-can-save-a-bunch-of-money" plan works out. I know it's only been a month and a half, but remember that I'm also impatient.

Plus, with our student grants and loans, we have been in talks with Pat's brother, Ben, and his wife, Cherie, about taking a trip down to Las Vegas. It's super cheap, super close, and would be a nice little vacay before school really starts.

I think it'll also be neat to go down to the family reunion that the family on my mom's side has. Ahh...the Palmer Reunion. One word: Interesting. But I guess it'll be cool to see all of my family from AZ. I can't wait to hang out with my cousin Kari. She's the best. AND my mom has planned out this whole "Amazing Race" day of events which should be totally flippin' sweet!

I guess that while my summer didn't amount to much, the next few months should hold some very cool and enjoyable events in them.

Temple Work

So I had the opportunity to go to the Provo Temple today with the sisters of my ward. It was so nice to get to know and talk with them. To be honest, I haven't been back to the Temple since I got married, except for my brother-in-laws wedding, and even then, I was only in the sealing room. I know, I'm lame. I feel pretty lame. Anyway, enough pity party.

I had a really good time and loved being with wonderful women. I don't know about you, but I always get nervous when I go to the Temple because I'm so afraid I'll mess up and completely bungle something so important. And then I go and realize how much I psych myself out. It's laughable, really.

So I went and did initiatories today. It was exactly what I needed right now in my life. To be reminded of my role in Heavenly Father's grand plan. To remind me that, while my husband is the Patriarch of our family, I am the Matriarch. Him Priest, me Priestess. And that without one another, we wouldn't be able to achieve much of anything. Kinda moot, ya know? I always say that God has a quirky sense of humor. TRULY!

I also was reminded that I'm a good person and am blessed for being able to carry out a good work. To be able to enter into Heavenly Father's house and do his holy work. That I'm worthy of his love.

I'm always reminded of the many ways Heavenly Father blesses my life.

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!