Tear ...

I think I'm behaving like an "I act like my dog is a human" person today.

I understand my dog is a dog and she doesn't have all of the same needs a human child would, but I'm still a little sad to have to leave my puppy child home next week while Jay and I go on vacation to Oregon.

We found her the best possible people to stay with (Mike and Nikki you are GEMS) but ... how could I not feel bad leaving this sweet little face at home?

Oh My Mona

I could make excuses for not blogging but ... I was just lazy. Moving on.


For a while I've been saving these pictures, fully intending to post about the absolute insanity that is my husband's home town. When Jay and I were dating, he would tell me stories about high school and the "creative" ways they came up with to pass the time due to the lack of things to do in Mona. I thought he was kidding about how tiny this place is.


... he wasn't.


We took a trip out so I could have the "grand tour." It took us about 10 minutes to hit all the high points.


As we exited the freeway, we were greeted by this:









How could I not get excited about a trip that starts with a sign displaying Majestic Mt Nebo? We then drove by the post offices, both new and old. The old building, I don't have a picture of (basically a little one room house that the city used). The new one though ... what a beauty ... and so spacious!

Next we checked out the fire station (also new):

We finished our journey with a stop at the gas station to pick up a refreshing beverage. I, again, though Jay was kidding when he said he would get me a Wild Cherry Pepsi "if they have it." Gas stations in the "big city" of Pleasant Grove where I had lived most recently have every option of beverage and car snack available. Drinks in varying sizes and flavors, fountain and bottle, endless selections of sunflower seeds, jerkey and chips. So when we pulled up to this:

I was a little shocked. I started to believe that Jay was perhaps not kidding and I might have to settle for the root beer that I had considered as a second choice. Too bad Brittany ... Coke, Pepsi (they DID have both diet and regular), Sprite and water are your options in Mona.

I was a little irritated that we made the trip for a diet coke and view of a 20 square foot post office until I saw something so ancient, I would have sworn I hit my head and went back in time:

Yep, old school gas pumps, my friends. People in Mona don't need credit card slots, audio ads playing on digital screens, car wash options or even multiple levels of fuel. They enjoy the chats they have with the gas station owners as they come outside with a screw driver to turn the dial on the gas pump back to zero and take double the hard earned cash that would be paid in an average size city for the base quality fuel available.

That sight made the whole trip worth it. Does it really get any better? No wonder people live in small towns. My eyes have been opened.

RIP Michael

So it's finally been confirmed ... Michael Jackson is dead. Tragic day. He didn't even get to have his "comeback" tour - he was less than a month away from his first concert. While I was absolutely shocked by the news, is it horrible that the part of the CNN story I dwelled on is the portion that mentions his childrens' names?

"Jackson is the seventh of nine children in a well-known musical family. He has three children, Prince Michael I, Paris and Prince Michael II." Holy crap. Who names ONE of their kids Prince Michael, let alone two? Anyone else find this odd? I almost think it's worse than George Forman naming all of his sons George.

In closing, Megan (my sister - who is pregnant by the way - YAY!), I am officially okay with Lincoln as a name for my future nephew (although I'm still keeping my fingers crossed that I get a niece). So long as the child's name does not contain Prince or George, I'm a happy camper.

Because I know you're wondering ...

There were no holes drilled in my ceiling, thank heavens! That line of questioning was just to throw me off. I came home to a clean house, laundry put away, dvd player upstairs, flowers and a very sweet poem. Can't beat that!

PS I promise I'll do a real post soon ... Just lacking the creativity lately.

Hmmm

Should I be nervous that my husband just asked me not to be home until at least 8 because he is installing something as a surprise and asked "Is it ok if I drill holes in the ceiling?" Odd question. I'm a little afraid. Just sayin.

Holy Crap

My dog is huge. She is only 4 and a half months old and she now weighs SIXTY POUNDS! We measure her once a month and in one month she grew at least 5 inches in height! But she's still adorably clumsy, as all puppies should be. Here are a couple of new pictures:

Jay has now taught her to sit and stay on command, which she does (most of the time) and we are THRILLED that she has learned something!

She is very cuddly, which I love, but sometimes she gets random spurts of energy and she'll sprint lighting-fast laps around our tv room - it's a riot!

She has recently discovered a love of running outside (she used to hate it - too much snow and cold) so we take her out whenever we can. Our giant puppy has also met a new little neighbor friend, a dog about a third her size, and it's funny to see them run around and play. Caly still hasn't figured out how big she is, so the little dog gets trampled a bit when they're running around. They both seem pretty happy, though, so we just let them be.

All in all, this dog is pretty much the best gift I've ever gotten and for the most part (she still has her naughty puppy moments) she is a ton of fun to have around!

Oh the things you blog about when you don't feel like typing a long post ...

Alright, I actually do have things in my life to blog about - birthday, family, etc, but I'm not really in the mood to type a long post and it would probably end up being mind numbingly dull if I did because I'm not feeling even slightly creative right now. So ... this is what you get until I run into one of those random "wow I'm feeling clever, I think I'll write a cute blog" moods:



Here are the rules:

1. Go to your documents/pictures.

2. Go to your 6th file.

3. Go to your 6th picture.

4. Blog about it.

5. Tag 6 people to do the same.

I love this picture. I don't love that the photographer forgot how to spell my name ... but I love the picture.

And let me tell you, getting onto a motorcycle in a wedding dress is not as easy as it may seem. (I know you were looking at this thinking, wow, that looks simple and comfortable ... ) I was terrified I was going to rip my dress or get it dirty or something and we were nowhere near finished with the photography portion of the day. Luckily, 15 minutes and no incidents later ... We ended up with some really cute (and original, in my opinion) wedding pictures.

By the way yes ... That is the real color of Jay's suit. It was his one request and what kind of person would I be if I didn't let him have a lime green zoot suit?

Oh, and I'm not big on tagging. I don't like the pressure. So if you'd like to do this, go for it. I'll definitely read it. But if you don't, I won't hate you.