Tim-tam Slam

So yesterday was errand day. I bought a new laundry basket, some pens, the groceries, you know... stuff you do on errand day. When I told Brad I was going to World Market (for the plaintain chips they were out of), he was like, "Oh! See if they have tim-tams. They're an Australian cookie. I heard they sometimes have them. Then we can do tim-tam slams." Well, it sounded so exciting I had to look! With the assistance of two very friendly salespeople, I found out that in the US, Tim-tams are called Arnott's (Bor-ing). And that they are some of the most popular cookies they sell. (I think this has kind of spread through missionland.) 

Here are the directions. First, Bite off opposite corners (opposite sides, opposite ends.) Dip one end in warm milk (hold it with both hands!), suck the milk through the cookie, and as soon as the milk hits your mouth, push the whole cookie in your mouth as fast as you can so it doesn't dissolve in your hands. Because it will dissolve, and it will taste amazing. 

YUCCA ROOT

It seems that quite often when I choose a recipe that doesn't look to complicated, it surprises me, and actually IS complicated. Take Rachel Ray 365 No Repeats Number 82, Cuban Sloppy Joes. We had everything for this except yucca root, plaintain chips, and dill pickles. We started out at Sunflower Market where we got yucca root, but they were out of plaintain chips. Fry's didn't have the chips either. But Whole Foods did. So an hour later, we are home, cooking up dinner. And I slice the yucca root. Having never even noticed this food before, let alone cooked with it, I didn't initially notice the softness that shouldn't have been. (This root should resemble the hardness of a rock, for future reference.) One fell apart in my hands. There was blue mold on parts of both of them. And the center of another was completely black. Gross. 

So I called Food City. I have never been in Food City. Mostly because half of the signs of the store are written in Spanish and half of the food is entirely in Spanish, and I don't like feeling that out of place. And that kind of makes me feel like a snob, but that's the truth. (It's also the closest store to our house). And the lady said, "Of course we have yucca root."

New advice: THE BEST PLACE TO BUY YUCCA ROOT IS FOOD CITY

Sunflower had about 4 of these which cost $2.69 a pound. Food City had maybe 40 which cost $1.49 and pound and were very very fresh. 

Here's me with the first Yucca Roots. By the way, dinner was actually worth it. It turned out great. It also uses an entire cup of olive oil, so get some cheap stuff before you start. And it feeds at least 4 people. 

Later!

Bedtime

So Brad and I decided bedtime should be between midnight and one. Our neighbors are excited because we might not keep them up so late. We just thought it might make us more productive people. 

We started two nights ago. It took about 10 minutes before I heard Brad say, "I'm bored." Then he started singing, "One...is the loneliest number."

I felt like I had grounded him. 

But it's been two nights, and we're doing pretty good. We'll see how this affects life in general.

Pull on the Shorts and Crank that AC

Summer has started. Ok, so I guess this is spring here, but it's kind of like the summer that you can actually enjoy. Brad's been laying out by the pool. Yesterday it was 79 degrees outside (I may be kind of jumping the gun on this because right now it's only 67, but...). We turned on our AC, and I put on my shorts for the first time since November (I think). Had a nice run around the lake yesterday. Sometimes I really think I like this place. :o)

Zen State

It's possible that it was sleeping from about midnight until 8:30. Maybe it was just seeing friends in a beautiful place with no stress for a week. But I honestly cannot remember the last time I felt this renewed. 

Tour of Boise

Craig and I had our day on Monday. First of all, You will probably think, "Who is this kid and what's with the hair?" Craig was my roommate and Tara's (my other roommate's) boyfriend. He was also probably my best friend there. He was a good substitute little brother and we used to stay up and talk for hours and hours (a lot like Brad and I do now). Craig is going his hair out for Locks of Love, and he's a super good-hearted and loving guy. I also talked him into taking Pre-natal vitamins so his hair will grow healthier and faster :o) I had to buy them, but at least he said he would. teehee.

So here's a little taste of Boise for you. The greenbelt where I used to run, Camelback park, Merritt's- the most white trash yummy scone/breakfast place in the world- chuck full of great memories, the Cupcake store, which, tragically, has started being closed on Mondays, and a new store downtown, See Jane Run, which is just cool, and is a fun little company. Also, the neighborhood I lovingly refer to as "Suburbia." This happens to be where Josh's parents live, but that's neither where it starts or where it ends. I love this neighborhood. For some reason, the minute I pulled into this place, I thought, "I'm going to live here. My kids are going to grow up in this neighborhood, and they are going to go to high school down the street." Now, maybe it's the baseball park behind the houses. Maybe it's the LDS church across the street. Maybe it's the picturesque lampposts that line the entrance. I don't know. But chances are you'll know where to find me in about 5 years. 

Tara had to work during the day, and I just realized I have zero pictures of us (crap) but we all hung out at her apartment for the evening. It was so great to see her and her cute place. I love these friends. 

Married!

So Jess and Nate are married! They got married at 5:30 yesterday (Sunday). I have almost no pictures of the actual wedding, so I'm going to have to wait until Nate gets me a copy of the CD, which he's actually going to try to do today. I do have some of getting ready, which I'll load up tomorrow. 

So there were times yesterday when I got to play pedicurist, seamstress, bridesmaid, and minister. Jessica's toenail polish chipped so we bought a color to match the one she had had done, and while she got her hair done, I sat down on the ground and painted her toes. Then, right before we left, we noticed some of the flowing material from the front on the dress had come undone, so Shelley (her roommate) and I sewed it up. I was also in charge of remembering the ring, the purse, and the overnight bag. AND the ceremony. 

JESSICA looked amazing. Shelley did a great job on her make-up. She bought the cutest pink Converse to wear under her dress, and her dress was breathtaking. And she was actually very well composed. A little nervous, but I think you have to be a little nervous. :o)

The church where they had it was so cute. It was the first Protestant church built in all of Idaho, Utah, or Montana. It's very tiny, but just cool. They had this sweet throne- thing for the pastor that I sat in just for kicks and the photographers took a few pictures. So funny. 

The ceremony went good. A lot of the relatives came and told me it was amazing. Jessica's brother-in-law's sister even told her she wanted me to do her wedding. haha. Nope. So I'm probably going to write down the ceremony soon and post it because I'm a dork like that. I didn't think I would be nervous at all, but it didn't take long before I was scared to death and I realized I was shaking just  little bit. But it turned out just fine. Jessica's dad- and Nate's parents too- were so sweet and so cute about everything. Anyways, I'll put some pictures up soon. I'm going to go hang out with Craig now!

Later!

Sweet Massage and A Planning Session

Today Jess had bought us each massages at Panache, which were amazing. It was such a fun idea (and so sweet!) of her, and so relaxing. I was sore from yesterday's workout, which made it feel even better. And for the first time ever going to a massage, I couldn't think of any tight or tense spots, which must mean I have no stress at all. (haha...maybe not this week)

Then we went to the co-op, my favorite grocery store ever, and bought Toni's Homemade Ginger Ice Cream, my favorite in the

 WORLD, and had sandwiches. Oh! And got a free Amy's Organic tomato soup shirt:o) and coupons for those frozen dinners. Which are great. (Especially Sante Fe Enchilada and Mexican Casserole Bowls). Then Nate came over, we made our way to the coffee shop, and planned out some details of the ceremony, which was very fun.

And now we are pausing to breathe before the rehearsal dinner tonight.

Later!

A Workout and a Wedding Shower

This morning I woke up at 7:30am and laid there. I don't really remember the last time I woke up at 7:30, so I didn't really know what to do with myself. I tried to go back to sleep, but that surprisingly didn't work. So I decided to go workout. (Jessica was already at work.) I took a little convincing of the lady at the counter to let me workout for free. But it did work. Gold's Gym on Parkcenter is on my list of things I miss about Boise for good reason. I think it is the prettiest gym on earth. (Not that I've seen a lot of earth, but I do feel like I've seen a lot of gyms.) There are TVs on every treadmill and a sweet wall with a waterfall (which was off while I was there). I took a lot of pictures like the dork I am, but I had a great great workout.

And What Not to Wear was on TV. :o)

Then I had lunch with my ex-pseudo-mother-in-law. Josh's mom and I went to Bittercreek Ale House and met for lunch. This was largely Josh's idea because to me, it is an incredibly high stress situation. However, she is very nice and lunch was good. So whatever. Crazy boy.

Then I went shopping at the mall. Oohh.. a little bit downtown and then the mall. I tried on about things at Banana Republic, most of which I liked, none of which I bought. Then I bought Jess some nice towels at Macy's for her wedding shower. Possibly the most traditional gift I've ever given, but they are super super nice ones, so it works. The lady ringing up my stuff said their gift wrapping was amazing, and I fell for that. Yeah, it's good, but seriously, do not let old ladies pick out your wrapping paper. Just go to Target. That's what it's there for.

NEXT!! A retro dress. Ever since I bought the car, the 1965 Bel Air, I've wanted a dress to match it for when I go driving. And I found one at the vintage clothing store here. (Picture Show.) It's from the same time period and is a Vogue Couture. And I love it so much. I tried on a lot of things, but this was the only perfect one.

Then!! The Wedding Shower. Jessica's sister put it together and got Lilly Jane's cupcakes, our favorite cupcakes ever, that have debuted at every birthday and special event since the store opened (okay, not every one, but a lot. Guaranteed.) It was fun to meet so many members of her family. She mostlygot kitchen stuff, but one person (not me, really, i know, shocking) snuck in ediblepanties. Gotta have those.

And then, again, we were in bed at midnight. I'm not going to know what to do with myself when I get home.

:o) Good times.

She Snowboards in Arizona, She Tans in Idaho

Thursday:
I'm here! (In Boise. For Jessica's Wedding.) And it feels so good to be back. I really love it here. The flight was smooth, the airport was almost empty, the flight wasn't full, and the screaming kids only screamed loud for the last 15 minutes of the flight.
I went and got the Chevy Aveo I rented. I will have to take a picture of it before I take it back. It's like the tiniest car in the world. It's actually been a lot of fun to drive.
Off to see the roommates! I first went to Jessica's work and saw her. She looks great. She just got her hair colored. Then to Tara's work across the street. She looks great, too. She just got her hair cut.
Then...to the courthouse. To make sure I'm legal to marry Jessica and Nate, and according to the three rounds of people I talked to, it's a go.
I then stopped at Murphy's and saw Kevin who hugged me and was so fun to see. And Craig stopped by there, and even though his hair is homeless-isque, he is darling and it was so great to see him. (Tara's boyfriend, also a roommate)
Then Jessica and I went tanning. I gave up skin cancer a long time ago, so I got spray tanned, and Jessica got regular tanned (she actually hasn't tanned since I moved!). I always forget that tanning makes me look like 10 pounds thinner and I love it so much. That first shower afterwards, though, watching a quarter of it go down the drain is kinda hard.
Then we went to Jess's house. She was so cute and had got me a little gift basket of Frosted Mini-wheats, Dasani, and Peanut Butter (the three life staples) and Vitamin Waters and Easter Peanut M&M's to top it off. So cute of her.

Later on, we met up with Tara and saw Definitely Maybe. It was okay, not the best ever. The girl April on it, though, is darling, and definitely makes me want to start dressing more hippie-ish. (I think this a lot. I never follow through.)
Then Jess and I went to sleep at 11:30. 11:30! Maybe the earliest I've gone to bed in as long as I can remember. Good Good day.

Enjoying the Scenery

Pearl Jam Night

I almost forgot! On Saturday night, me and Doug hung out. Now, since Josh M., who was obsessed with Pearl Jam, I haven't listened to a lot of Pearl Jam because it has the potential to depress the crap out of me, but the other night on the way to work "Evenflow" came on. Which I really like and then I put on a PJ CD. And rocked out on the way to work. Doug also happens to love Pearl Jam. So on Sat. night, I put on my PJ shirt (which I had made and is really sweet...I'll get a picture of it up on here) and we first went grocery shopping. To the five different stores I needed to for this dinner party, all the while listening to different PJ CD's. Then we went to Last Exit, a bar and grill named after a PJ song (yes, we listened to it on the way. I am kind of a dork.) and got dinner. It was kind of fun to see the people who hung out there, mostly because they seemed shockingly normal for such a dark little crazy bar. Then Doug, me, Ariana, and Brad all watched Across the Universe which is a musical about the Vietnam war using all Beatles songs and is weird as can be, but the main character's name is Jude and, man, he is gorgeous. So gorgeous. mmmm.....fun times! cc

Dinner Party Heaven

So we stopped the dinner parties for about a month and started them up again 2 weeks ago. We're only having them now about every other week because, basically, half my paycheck felt like it was going to these things. Last week, I felt super disappointed with the effort. Just sad. I was trying to cook steak that was supposed to be pan-seared on the grill because every time we pan-sear something it smokes up the kitchen like a mother. Then I tried to get the steak juices off the foil from the grill. That was a disaster. And Brad didn't buy the Chianti wine for the sauce (the horror, I know), so I tried to use grapes and it looked like it was going to be a very small amount and very terrible so I waited until no one was looking and poured in a bunch of some dessert wine I had bought and then boiled the crap out of it for like 10 minutes so that all the alcohol would be gone. And wow, did everyone think the sauce was amazing. Because it was pretty dang good.
I did, unfortunately, totally overcook the steaks. And it's not like everyone didn't eat them and say they were fine, because they did, but mine was well done and that means way too done for this med.rare girl. I was so mad..And I forgot the veggies. We had mashed potatoes (that were great) but we needed green. And Brad made a Swiss Cake Roll that looked amazing in the recipe, but was pretty dry (which my mom now says is par-for-the-course with Swiss Rolls). With ice cream, it would have been great, but overall, just kind of not our best effort.
Today, however, was divine.
Thank, you, Naked Chef. That's Jamie, from the cookbook. Not Brad. Dirty minds.
We had for an appetizer Linguine with Lemon Zest, parsley, and Pecorino Cheese slices that we served on the cheese board I got Brad-o for Christmas. Our main meal was Lamb with eggplant, onion, and tomatoes, and it was seriously to die for. It was cooked PERFECT. Like 


tender, cut it with a fork perfect. It did char the garlic bread a bit when I left it in the oven too long and the smoke came billowing out of the oven, but it was somewhat salvageable still with the edges cut off. :o)
And for dessert we had brownies- this is an update- I think I accidentally deleted this earlier- that were made with 73% cocoa dark chocolate bars from Trader Joe's double boiled with butter. Yum. Topped with Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla Ice Cream. It doesn't get any better than that.

So so good.
And the conversation was great. The best story of the evening came from Jeff, who is hilarious (and, who, in a sweet coincidence, just commented on my blog in the Juno section quite recently). Anyways, he went on this date once with a girl who aspired to be Miss America. A few minutes after this announcement, they were discussing what they had wanted to be when they were kids.
"I wanted to be a Barbie." she said.
"Oh, so it's still kind of like what you want to do now!" he said. hahahahaha. She was apparently pissed. I can't really think of anything funnier.

Happy Valentine's Day!

So I worked on Valentine's Night. I slept Valentine's day. All of which was okay. I ate enough sugar in 24 hours for about 2 months. It went something like this: 3 chocolates, Several Handfuls of Conversation Hearts (Brach's!), Hot Pink Cupcake at 6am, Heart-shaped chocolate muffin (courtesy Ariana), SLEEP, Fried French Toast with Ice Cream and pecans for dinner.
My stomach was like, "Hey! Hey you! What is this crap? Are you honestly going to keep this up all day? Crazy Lady."
So how's the love life going? Hmm... I have about 4 good guy friends right now. Me. I have 4 guy friends. Not serial make-out buddies. Like real guy friends. This is kind of weird for me, having never had guy friends. It seems a little pointless, honestly, but I like to think it's actually developing my character. We'll see how that goes :o)

This is a picture of my Bel Air in the morning. Ariana did this. This whole "heart attack" thing is, I believe, a crazy Mormon idea cooked up in Utah, oozed into Idaho, and had slowly trickled into Arizona. I've heard of it, but this is my first time in my young adult life that I think I've been a victim. And it was very cute. All the hearts said something like, "Fabulous. Amazing. Cute. Gorgeous."
But my favorite 3 were:
"I feel like Jackie-O!"
"Is that a weird Carbiener thing or does the rest of the world do that, too?"
and last but not least...
"It's Because I'm ovulating.." which is really a great excuse to get away with anything. :o)

You Can't Escape The Truth

I have a quote on my fridge that's been there for years. More of a research statement than a quote. It says, "Regular exercisers who halt their workouts can experience symptoms of depression in as soon as a week, research from the Uniformed Services University of the Health Sciences in Bethseda, Maryland, reveals. By the second week, the idle group's negative mood scores were 85 percent higher than those who exercised. It's all right to take a short break now and then, but don't stay still for too long."
It's important to have this on my fridge so that when I feel like like is kind of crappy and can't figure out what I'm doing wrong I remember that I'm solidly into my second week of not working out and need to get off my butt so that my 85 percent symptoms of depression don't turn into 100.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to go buy some ice cream. I'll work out in the morning. :o)

Juno

I finally went and saw Juno last night after hearing about it for decades. I still had never even seen a preview for it. And I totally loved it. Very cute. I also cried like a million times. I think maybe my baby clock was ticking or something ('cause, um, not that sad..just a little touching a lot of times), but it was super cute and fun.

The Flowers

Happy February 8th!

So Josh refuses to acknowledge Valentine's Day because he feels it has overshadowed and ruined pretty much every birthday of his ever. But last year, when we were technically almost dating, he sent flowers to my work on February 8th. Now, for all the great stories I have, no guy had actually ever had flowers delivered to me, and I might have cried a little bit.

Fast forward to this year. We're not dating, so it didn't have to be romantic. But Josh went ahead and sent flowers anyway because he's like that. And he knew I wanted him too, kind of. So the balloon(!) on the flowers said "Feel Better." The Card was a "Congratulations! It's a Girl!" card. Therefore, my nosy co-workers put two and two together and decided I'm pregnant. Sweetness. That's what you get when you tell the flower people you want a random bouquet.
Even the flowers are random, and I love it. And I did straighten everybody out. (Stop stressing out, Dad)
And Happy Birthday. :o)
The best part was walking out of the hospital with them looking like I jacked some patient's flowers.

BEST Gatorade

I haven't done this in a while, so besides the Best toothbrush in the "musings" post, here's a few more:

Best Gatorade. Mango. This is important, because I don't even really like Gatorade all that much. But frozen for about 2 1/2 hours, Mango Gatorade is heaven.
Best chocolate-y spread. As if there are lots. Nutella. I love this stuff.
Best Odwalla bar flavor: Chocolate Chip Peanut
Best Odwalla Drinks: Mango Tango, and Vanilla Almond Protein

Organization

I organized my closet by color and genre two days ago. When I moved here, I purposely didn't for the first time in years. All my clothes were scattered around. I thought maybe it would help me mix things up and wear different clothes. All it really did was drive me crazy. Now I can go shopping!! Just kidding :o)

Hot Pink Duct Tape

As I was preparing Josh's [very exciting and fun] birthday package tonight, Ariana volunteered the use of her Hot Pink Duct Tape to close up the box. Wow. It is so cool. And available at Michael's, if anyone else needs some.
I realize that to many, sending one's ex-boyfriend a birthday package might be weird, but it is truly one of the great joys of my life.
And, yes, dad, your birthday present is in the mail, too. Not to worry. As Jessica knows more than most, I love the men in my life. And I also love the post office.

Musings of a Freshly Minted 28-year old

It is 5 am. I should be asleep, but this week I had the lovely schedule of working two nights in a row, having one off, and then working another. This, as you have probably realized, is the night off. I could be asleep within 2 minutes right now. I know that I could, and yet, my mind is reeling, and while everything in my mind shouldn't necessarily be posted to the world of the internet, it is quickly headed that way.
I need to start whitening my teeth. This is only one of many goals going through my head right now. The other being that why on earth can I not ever keep my room clean. It's not bad right now, but you know you go into the homes of people who are like 70 and there is this perfect calmness about the cleanliness and serenity of their homes? I love that. Not that I want my life to slow down, because I don't, but man I need to dust, and my laundry hamper doesn't really fit anywhere.
I also felt as if I could literally feel myself getting larger as I watched TV tonight, including such classics as LA Ink and True Hollywood Story of the life of Hugh Hefner. I haven't really worked out since I got sick last week. And now that my neck and forearms hurt (I have a sweet bruise, by the way, on the left arm), I have an excuse. But really I don't want one anymore. My muscles want to feel strong and instead they feel like they are wasting away. My color is bad. It has been the last couple days. I need to eat more vegetables. I had the best carrots- all different colors- from Whole Foods the other day. Absolute heaven, and the only vegetables I can remember craving ever. I leave it to Brad to cook dinner too much, and it's probably not fair. I need to step up there.
I got a new toothbrush. I love it. It's a Colgate 360 compact extra soft. Extra soft because everyone I know says I brush my teeth too hard. Brad yells, "Help me! Help me!" Whenever he walks by during a teeth brushing. It has one of those cheek cleaners/tongue cleaners on the side opposite the bristles, which I find a little titilating, Maybe because very rarely do you notice the inside of your cheeks. So it's fun.
I went to the temple today in AZ for the first time. The Baptistry is turquoise tile. Ariana says it's Art Deco, which I never would have come up with on my own, but is totally accurate. There are hot pink flowers and bumblebees and hummingbirds around the oxen. And a huge gold chandelier in a big square, high-ceilinged room. Totally different than anything I've ever seen, but very cool. It was a nice feeling to be there again.
I got my first notice of my 10-year high school reunion today. The one in Texas that I actually didn't graduate from, but my friend Suzette is the Sr. Class President so I get to be invited anyway. :o) So crazy to think that we are already at that point. Kind of exciting. My high school friends in Idaho all made this video when we were 18 about where we thought we'd be at this point and then swore not to watch it for 10 years. I'm so nervous and excited to watch it again. And so interested that not one thing I can think of has happened that I thought would. And that I'm okay with that. And I think we should make another one. Except the thought of that one terrifies me. I mean 18 to 28 is big, but 28 to 38? That's mini-vans and kids and sports and houses and GROWN-UP-STUFF. That, for some of you, is like 15 years of marriage! Wow. It's so huge.
28 is weird. It's the first year I've forgotten I had a birthday and keep forgetting how old I am. I'll remember soon enough.
I quit guitar. I didn't practice at all, and it was a lot of money. I think my teacher was a little pissy with me about it, but I need to choose my priorities. And I will practice this as I can. It felt kind of good to let go of that pressure. And better when I realized that it will pay for my trip to MA and maybe TX and ID this summer. Wow. Maybe not all of that. But I sure feel better. I need to figure out this triathlon thing. How many. Should I do the stairstepper and tone first or learn to run first or just do it all at once. Who the heck knows.
I think that's all. I should sleep soon. I read Oprah tonight after watching TV. This month is a good one. I love love stuff.
Good-night.

Snowboarding!

I don't know if uploading this video is going to work (it didn't), 'cause it never has before, but I'm trying anyways. Snowboarding was a blast. Brad helped me kind of get started and we avoided the bunny hill altogether and started with the harder stuff. I went down three times. I crashed at first about every five seconds. And the last time down I usually made it about 30. The thing is, you go pretty far in a very short amount of time, so it never seemed that bad. And the thing is, even if you look like a dork (which, thanks to Brad's pictures I know I did), you FEEL so cool. Like you're in a movie and just the sweetest thing. Which, really, I think snowboarding is mostly about anyway. :o)

I had a class at 1 called "How to Snowboard Better." It was a group lesson that had cost like $10 extra. There were 6 of us, and everybody was actually more terrible than me. Enough so that I accidentally lost the entire class. Our instructor told us to go down the hill to "the open area." I think I may have gone too far because I didn't see anybody again. That's also when I realized I was freezing. See, Brad had mentioned it gets really warm sometimes when you snowboard, so I wore: My underarmour shirt, my poofy vest, my shorts, and snowboarding pants. And an ear warmer and some little socks and what I thought were good gloves. I LEARNED THAT:

a) An Underarmour Shirt is not a real shirt
b) My socks were horrible
c) My gloves were worse
d) I need to bring a jacket or a hoodie or a scarf or a hat or something!



Mostly the bunny hill was the most freezing because on that side of the mountain it was windy, snowing, and freezing, and not that sunny. So I went inside and defrosted until I found Brad. Brad had had an awesome time going down the hills and listening to music for the first time really feeling like he was the coolest thing ever.

It was a good first time, and everyone I talk to says the third time is the best. Looking forward to it!
Later!
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I VOTED

This is unrelated except that it's why I ran out of time to post about snowboarding and will do it later. It took me an hour of standing in line to draw that arrow. But I voted. For Obama. I know, I know. Not for the Mormon. Even though he was my second choice. I just couldn't stand for Hillary to take this state.
Later!
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p.s. I didn't know how heavy my head was until my achy neck muscles had to hold it up all day today! :o)

Adventure #1- The Dig Out

So Brad and I went snowboarding yesterday. Me for the first time. Brad for the 5th. We left our house at 5:50 am. This is also usually known as OUR BEDTIME. I made myself go to sleep sometime between 1 and 2. Brad fell asleep a little after three. I woke up at 4:37. And did about 10 minutes of yoga. (I have a curious suspicion that I may have a small gallstone, which is why fattening things sound gross lately, even though my symptoms don't exactly match up and Brad thinks I'm nuts. Anyways, I was getting trying to get my muscles loosened up and maybe move the gallstone. Which may have worked. Or falling on my face a few times at 30mph may have done it. But that's later.)

The drive was really nice, actually. People drove like the roads were bad, but in Idaho roads, they were beautiful. Tons of roads were closed north of the resort, but all that meant for us was awesome snow.
We did, however, have a slight detour, based on two things. 1- They do not plow roads all that awesome around Flagstaff. 2- Brad isn't one for depth perception. So the interstate went from 2 lanes to 1 lane to 1 1/2 lanes pretty often. Including once when Brad was trying to get around a semi-truck. Brad opted to spin us into the median, thinking we could easily get out. Which we could not. Not to say we didn't try. These are pictures of Brad using the snowboard as a shovel.
Eventually I stood outside. No one stopped. So I waved my arms in the air, and a nice old guy with a chain pulled us out. Always exciting. Always exciting.