Public Apology

Dear Fred,

I'm really sorry about last night - but you had to know there was no way I was going to be able to sleep with a cockroach on the loose in our room.

I'm sorry I turned on all the lights after you'd been asleep for a couple of hours and that you got mad because you had to get up reeeaaally early to go play golf.

I'm sorry I didn't scream quietly when I finally found the huge cockroach in a dirty shirt and then went on to kill it loudly like in a horror movie. I just had to make sure it was dead - it was my first cockroach murder - and I swear someone once told me that they are really hard to kill, so it was necessary for me to kill it with your church shoe...hitting it repeatedly...then stand on the shoe and jump, then squeal as I moved the shoe and picked it up with toilet paper - because I wasn't sure if the jumping actually killed it. (note: it did)

I'm sorry that after I was done you couldn't fall back into dreamland and had to go watch tv for who knows how long...

and I didn't know you were leaving at 5:15 this morning. that is early. it makes me feel even worse.

If it's an consolation...I slept pretty good.

Don't be mad okay?

love-
your wifey

Happy Weekend

This weekend we will be enjoying the gorgeous fall scenery much like this:

We'll probably have to bundle up and drink hot chocolate just to stay warm. But I can't wait!!

Wait.

Where do I live? Oh. yeah. We won't be doing any of that because Fall looks like this around these parts:

dead and deserty.

sigh.

At least I have Winter in Arizona to look forward to.

for those of you enjoying the cooler temps...

and layers...

and pumpkin patches...

and hot coco...

enjoy some for me.

Big Sky Country

last weekend's getaway was a little surprise for Fred. I booked the tickets about a month ago and then didn't tell him anything until about 5 days before. With his school schedule it finally came down to me having to tell him something so that I could make sure he came home when he needed to so we could make our flight.

He had no idea where we were going until we got to the airport. It was soo hard to keep my mouth shut.


Instead of giving you a play-by-play I'll just tell you it was a blast and we are lucky to have such good friends who pamper us, let us stay at their house, and use their stuff! Love you John and Amber!

Mmmm Burrito

Who just picks up a building and moves it across the street? They do - and they have some pretty yummy food too!

The biggest steak I have ever seen - 32 oz

If Amber didn't look so cute I wouldn't post this gross picture of me...

will I ever learn to not make nasty faces?

Fred and Chris (a friend from the mish)

I'm sorry I judged you Montana. I should never have let Lima ruin your good name. You are BEAUTIFUL (for the most part...part of you looks like the butt of Utah though) - and made me remember that Fall is my favorite season - something I forget in the AZ sun.

Getaway

We ran away to Montana for the weekend

Maybe we'll come back.

Maybe we won't.

Pointers for your pointers

In order to make a bra fitting uber awkward follow the fool-proof steps developed and tested by yours truly:

1. eat taco soup for 2 days prior to your fitting
2. Wear leggings. the ones that give you a muffin top
3. when you get to the room, make a comment about not knowing what to do because it's only your 2nd time
4. Opt to not wear your white "undershirt" so that there isn't any additional awkwardness
5. make a comment about selecting the wrong pants to wear for a bra fitting
6. when the girl helps you out of your bra (this will be awkward on it's own) try to not turn and face her while your completely topless
7. when she assists in putting on the fitting bra that is mostly transparent - don't double check the location of your headlights - surprise peeks are totally acceptable
8. tell management to leave the AC on - it's fine in a transparent bra
9. when she's out pulling new bras, adjust your leggings. pulling them up to minimize your muffin top but giving you a front and back wedgie - it's hot
10. also because the fitting bra is different than any bra you've ever worn keep poking and feeling yourself without realizing it - keep doing this after she's returned to the room
11. after finding the bra you love, tell her to tell you how amazing your boobs look
12. go to work and say to coworkers (only women) (and ones that recently had a boob job) "oh my gosh - look at my boobs! Don't they look amazing?"

And they do. What a difference a good bra and the right size makes!!

Last Day

Today is my last day at job #2. It's a little bittersweet. I don't feel like its my last day (plus I might go back during holiday) but then I think in terms of discount and then I begin to panic and think of all the things I "need" that really...I don't need but MUST have so I can have 20% off of them. (and really - 20% isn't that much when you think of it)

I really like working there and if I didn't already have a full-time job (and didn't like weekends and holidays to do as I pleased) then I would stay. Some of my favorite moments have included:

• seeing a girl go from zero confidence to 100% confidence because of an outfit I picked out for her
• being the neutral party when school shopping so moms and daughters still love each other at the end
• having regular customers that hug me when they come in and wait until I'm available to shop

self: you don't need to stock up on things that you will need sometime down the road. Besides you don't have the money to go crazy and really - isn't that one of the reasons we're saying goodbye to this place? Though a new bra isn't negotiable. When the husband begins to publicly make fun of the 1 you have...it's time.

I'm so excited to have nights and weekends to myself again. I finally feel settled and comfortable so that I will actually get out and do things with my friends instead of going crazy in my house like I was last Winter. I'm excited for book club, crafting, reading, girls trips, and working out again.

Bring on the tighter budget (for which I'm starting the Dave Ramsey class again) and the freedom!!

Lookie Here

I FINALLY got a copy of Mockingjay from the happiest place on earth (the public library).

I'm doing everything in my power to not read it until:

1. I've finished my current read: The Great Gatsby
   which I felt like I had to read because it's one of the best books of all time - but honestly...I haven't finished it and I've had it for a week. That right there is a sign that I'm not loving it
2. finish/start writing my talk for Sunday (yep. this girl got cornered and had no choice but to say yes)
3. do laundry - because soon we'll be naked

No spoilers!!