Spring Break!

I'm going to warn you this might be a long post. This last week I had my spring break and really wanted to go to Oregon to see Aaron and Dea and the boys. I knew it'd be a long drive, and the longest that I'd ever driven before this trip was about 4 hours. I basically drove all the way back from Iowa, but dad was in the car so I didn't know if that counted. Also, I hate to be alone most of the time so I was curious to see how I'd do on a roadtrip.

I woke up early Friday morning and packed the car. The drive was REALLY boring. I had episodes of Psych and The Office on my iPod so I just listened to it over the speakers and it made the time go by a lot faster. I did have an incident in the middle of absolutely nowhere, Nevada. I HAD to pee. I knew that there wouldn't be a town for another 100 miles (not even kidding) and so I decided to pull over and pee. Problem was, there weren't any hills, trees, or even big rocks to hide behind. Then I remembered something Lindsea taught me. Open both the passenger doors and it's like a screen. Perfect! So I got out of the car, and realized it was incredibly windy.

Little price to pay for relieving my bladder. I got some toilet paper from an emergency kit my ward put together last semester, and opened the doors. Everything was going well. Until two papers flew out of the car. I knew they were the mapquest directions because my TomTom didn't have the route I needed. I seriously had wrappers and other scraps of paper laying around in the car, but of course it's what I need most. Luckily they got stuck on a bush, but I could tell they wouldn't be there long. While I was finishing (I had a LOT to drink) I debated whether or not I could get there without the directions. Obviously I knew I couldn't, so I started to chase them. In the middle of nowhere. I felt like an idiot, but I got the papers back! I took this picture on the way back, just to show how seriously desolate this place was.
This hill just made me laugh. While training for my CNA we learned some abbreviations and BM means Bowel Movement. I know I'm immature, but I was laughing for a while.

On to the part I know mom will skip to, my nephews! I love them! Rock is the funniest little kid. This picture was of him on his recliner with his "dogbones" and pretending to be asleep. His eyes always stay that open.He's so sweet with Ryker most of the time too. He is always ready to give him kisses or little hugs. I thought it was pretty funny when he was trying to sit with Ryker in the car seat though. Obviously not big enough for both of them.
It was tons of fun to play with him and watch him find my phone. He'd grab is so fast that even if I was right by it sometimes he'd get it before me. Watching him get so excited about it was awesome.

The three boys together. I love how Rock and Ryker are staring at each other.

It was tons of fun running around with Rock, and then sitting and cuddling with Ryker.
Rock loves his play dough. He sat and played for a long time, cutting up the dough and then making it back into a blob. I absolutely love the faces he makes.
Rock's Great Grandma made him a hat, and he put it on right away.
I loved my trip, I got to stay from Friday night to Thursday morning. Leaving was hard, but with Aaron getting a job in Renton I'll be able to see them more than every three or so months. Thanks Aaron and Dea for letting me crash there again, I love you all!

The Luckiest Granddaughter

I have been blessed with the family I have been born into. Who gets two sets of the coolest grandparents? Me. :D Living close to my Grandma and Grandpa England I got to know them very well growing up. They were amazing people, and helped me grow into the person I am today. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see my Grandma and Grandpa Christensen as often. When I was younger and my mom was finishing her teaching degree through BYU Whitni and I came down with her for a few months out of the year and stayed with them.

I remember bits and pieces, but being so young, not a lot. I remember Christmas' at their house, and my stocking, (which is the best one, it's Precious Moments. :D ) I'm always greeted when I come in. I love the smell of their house, especially on the days that grandma bakes her bread. I love the duck dishes they have had as long as I can remember. I love the twin blankets with the blue dots and lines.

When I came down to Provo I didn't have housing and they graciously offered me a place to stay until I found an apartment. I am so grateful for loving grandparents who let me live with them. I loved the dinners we had together getting caught up on our day. I loved the advice my grandpa would offer. I'm especially grateful for that time to get to know them both better. I moved out in January and every time I go to visit I feel like I'm going back home. I'm very appreciative for everything that they have done for me, even if I'm not the best at showing it.

I love my grandparents and couldn't have asked for a better family.

Most Expensive Dollar Movie EVER

The weekend started off great. Friday was relaxing, Nick and I went to dinner at this hole in the wall Mexican place that is really good, and then Whit and I decorated basketball cupcakes for her team. At about 12:30 am Friday night/Saturday morning we decided to go to Old Dogs at the dollar theater. We really enjoyed the movie which isn't that hard for us to do I guess, we're easy to entertain.

Saturday morning we went to Whit's game and then to get massages at Provo College where I can get a full body massage for an hour for $10! My back and shoulders have been bothering me because I'm at a desk and I hunch forward for work. My massage therapist was from England (I think, he had a REALLY hot accent, I didn't mind him talking to me the whole time) and he worked out ALL the knots in my back. I felt wonderful. My day couldn't have gotten any better. And it didn't.

Once we were out of our massages we were bored and decided instead of naps, let's go see Lovely Bones at the dollar theater. We drove over, parked in front of a truck that was partly in our parking stall, and went inside. Two hours later we came outside and what did we see? A green Honda where our car had been. We were looking around and saw two other people wandering around looking kinda lost, so we asked if they had been towed and they had. We looked up the number and called, figured out where they were and Nick came and got us to go pick up the car, which was only about a mile away.

I was really upset. For a mile tow job I had to pay $145. How ridiculous is that? I asked him if I could see a picture, he said no, and then I asked how he even saw my car and he said I was blocking traffic and wasn't in a parking stall. For everyone to envision this, there was NOTHING behind me, even if I was all the way out of the stall, which I wasn't. Easily 3 or 4 cars could pass behind, there is a ton of room. He said someone called it in, but when I asked when they did he said he couldn't release that information because it was against the law. I now hate tow trucks, with the exception of Mater.

So after I went and reapplied my makeup, Nick, Whit, and I went to Red Robin and then Whit, Kyle, and I went to The Princess and the Frog. We all really liked it, except Kyle declared with 15 minutes left that he hated it because of something that had happened. It's a pretty funny movie, kinda creepy but I liked it. I did think it was weird how the Shadow Man was wearing a midriff shirt, who thought of that? Creeper. The point of this story was that tow trucks suck and Whitni and I made it to 3 movies within 24 hours for only like 5 bucks. That's talent.