something new

I started a new job this week.
It's only part time but I've been in training for the last few days.
I'm beat.

I'm trying to not take time off from my "real" job so I come home from training and work another 4 or so hours.

this is also why I haven't blogged.

I love this new job so far though. It's nice to have a reason to get ready, be cute, and I get to be social (sigh). My first real day working is tomorrow.

I need to do some major shopping. It's been awhile since I've had to look cute and trendy.

What's in...

This is what you get for hurting your foot 10 months ago but not going to the doctor. 3 cheers for copayments and deductibles - can't wait to pay for my MRI. Insert profanity here.

Book Worm

I am addicted to books right now. I keep referring to myself as Belle because I read a book in a day and am off to the library for the next one. In the last 2 weeks I've literally read six books.

Here's what I've just finished:

1. The Uglies (2nd time reading it)
2. Water for Elephants
3. The Hunger Games
4. How to Be Single (a novel - not a self help...obvi)
5. LA Candy
6. Sweet Little Lies, LA Candy #2
7. Blue Bloods
8. The Last Song

I guess I've read eight. Oh man. I'm addicted - I'm currently reading Catching Fire (#2 in the Hunger Games series). I stayed up until 3am Saturday night finishing The Last Song. I was sobbing. Ya know the kind where you've got snot running and you can hardly contain the awkward sob noises. That was me (good thing Fred was out cold).


What should I read next? What are you reading?

Are you on Goodreads? I am. Lets be friends - chanaltaylor{at}gmail{dot}com

I'm done. I'm done. I'M DONE!

No more accutane (knock on wood)!

No more:

• flaky lips
• alligator skin
• red face
• ashy hands
• dry hair
• bloody noses (my first ever came from this drug)

Yay! Let's celebrate by...waiting 30 days and then laying out in the sun!

I won't be following my older sister's example on this one - she decided to NOT wear sunscreen to a golf tournament and consequently had to get her burns scraped off by the doctor...no thank you

Cabin Fever

When the clock hits quitting time I scramble to get out of my desk - quickly put on a little make up and open the door to bring in what little sunshine is left. This is also the time I get a little crazy.

You see - I'm a 'people person', a 'social butterfly', a 'chatter', a 'busy body' - all things that are stifled by sitting at a desk in my house surrounded by nothing but silence and the occasional Lady GaGa song.

So when I do go out in public it's like seeing people for the first time. I get so excited. SO excited.

For instance, the first time I went to the Chandler Public Library I was the weird girl wandering around smiling at everyone and I might have even gotten teary-eyed. It took all I had to not put my arms out and start spinning in circles. I just stood there giddy, drinking in the voices, sounds, and books. I was ready to start singing a song as though I was in a musical. Thankfully my tears stayed in and so did the song.

I'm still this way. On Tuesday I went to the library on Sunny - best day ever. I was all smiles as I sang my heart out to Lady A on the way (thanks to traffic - no one can hear me...I hope).

I'm this way everywhere. I get so excited to go anywhere - Sams Club, the mall, Safeway, anywhere. I'm giddy, chatty, and seriously on the verge of happy tears. Beware of taking me out in public. I could be awkward.

I miss people. I think I'll get a part time job that includes social interaction. I think I neeeed it.

Turns Out...

that when you live somewhere sunny and gorgeous people actually want to visit you. We've had more visitors in the three months we've lived in Arizona then we did the entire two years we lived in Logan. We love it!

I've said I was bad at taking pictures. So to make it up to you...

First we were able to see my cousins Lori & Amy and my Aunt Karen & Uncle Bill - they live in the South so seeing them out here in the West was great, even if the trip was stress, tears, hospital stays, and a funeral (not in that order).

To surprise my aunt and uncle, my parents came down - read the description above for a summary of their trip as well. An AZ redemption trip will be required.

The following weekend Fred's cousin's crashed at our house for a couple of days on their way from California to Arkansas. In 'n' Out was had and Nordstrom Rack was experienced. There was also some hula hooping.

Next, Fred's parents flew out west from Arkansas to visit his sister and were able to squeeze in a couple days with us. I feel horrible about their visit - I had just gotten home from Utah and had lots of work to do, & Fred was booked solid for school - so they caught up on sleep (from driving straight through the night from Vegas). They too will need to come back - when we can actually play! Please note: Fred did find time to take his mom to the golf store - shock! Then my sister Sydney came for a dental workshop. We ate yummy - expensive pizza, shopped, vegged, went to a chick flick, and thift shopped. It was great. Too bad I was in a lame shopping rut - and didn't buy a thing. I know. I'm disgusted too.

Then last weekend, our good friends Amanda and Brandon came down for a wedding. We hot tubbed and hot tubbed, the boys went to the Phoenix Open, baby Brooklyn and I went on walks and had girl talk while Amanda did wedding stuff. It was nice to have good friends around - we miss that!
mmhmm hot tub hotness in a bathrobe...

This weekend, Tadd and Kelly were in town from California for another wedding so we got to see more friends.

Who wants to come next??

Meet My Boyfriend

Last weekend Fred took me to go see my boyfriend, what a good husband huh?

We headed to the Phoenix Open to watch our favorites, Phil Mickelson, Camilo Villegas, Ian Poulter, Anthony Kim, and Ricky Fowler.

We followed my boyfriend, Camilo for most of the day and I'm pretty sure he and I made eye contact and that he saw my ring and had to hide his tears.

you can't help but drool when he does his spider-man move...

This was my first PGA event and I loooved it. It was so much fun to see the different pros and to sneak pictures of them. I can't wait until next year when I will have a shirt that says,
"Camilo will you marry me?"


Camilo and Ricky Fowler

Phil Mickelson

this behavior is accepted and encouraged by my husband - he's so obsessed he might have a shirt that says the same thing.