LACEY HAS ARRIVED!!

2010

Found this pillow today. I am taking it as a sign.

I am getting married this year.

2010!

When I do, Lacey has graciously offered to fork out $80 for this pillow to adorn my couch.
Can't wait.

Germany in San Diego

Like most picture perfect moments in life a snapshot does not do the justice deserved. As was the case this afternoon when I met up with Kai Engel right here in my own little Carlsbad. Hence, no photo, but I am here to tell you that it was a truly wonderful reunion with a great German man.

Kai is in town on business and I was able to drive over to The Four Seasons and spend a couple of hours basking in the sunlight next to the pool while enjoying a beverage and catch up with him and hear all about his great little family that I love so dearly. (Run-on sentence...I know.)

This life truly is all about the relationships that we make and keep.

Reunion

Cannot wait for this reunion in two days!!!

Super Saturday # 5 meets Sunday morning

I set a new record for the longest Saturday of my life this weekend. It was an absolutely phenomenal day that lasted hours and hours and just got better and better.

It started when I woke up at 6:30. Yes, a.m..

Go-kart racing.

So wonderfully white trash.

Went swimming in the ocean at Table Rock and had Thai for dinner in Laguna. This is the sunset walking down to dinner.

After being severely exhausted I fell asleep at Jared's parent's house on the couch and woke up to his dad making breakfast. (Not the best first impression of me, I know.) But breakfast was great and to finish off the marathon we gave his nephew a bath in the sink. Random.

Laura Scudder's Peanut Butter

It is Thursday. On Thursday's I watch another little girl named Abbie. While rummaging through the fridge to make her lunch I happened upon Laura Scudder's Peanut Butter. This small fact triggered me reciting this, from memory, to this little girl.

"Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived."

Thank you William Parish. Thank you Joe Black.

I love how you always find what you need when you need it.

Cinco de Mayo

Turns out Cinco de Mayo is just as much of a bust in San Diego as it is in Utah, which makes no sense considering its proximity to Mexico. I am compelled to throw a party next year after I learn some Mexican cooking skills.

Terrific Tuesday

My morning started with this vehicle on the freeway. People are crazy and marvelous.

Then work consisted of a field trip to SeaWorld.

Lots of fun with the kiddos, and lots of texting to set up the rest of my week.

After seeing a picture like this, who wouldn't want me to be in charge of their kids?
Disclaimer: No children were harmed in the taking of this photograph.

Idyllic Summer Day in May

My life is good, and it seems to just keep getting better with the warming weather.

I had the most marevlous summer evening. I went on a date that consisted of a motorcycle ride down to San Diego, a Padres game on the 5th row behind the dugout, Mexican food at a place where we were the only two people speaking English, and ended it with a warm beverage and hours of talking.

Like I said... idyllic.

Disney's California Adventure

Spent the morning running errands, doing laundry, and working on Kalie's wedding video.

This afternoon, I went to Disneyland (well, California Adventure). Why? Because I can.

This my my buddy Ryan.

We went on ToyStory Midway Mania three times.

Wore sunglasses all day like movie stars.

Rocked the Peter Pan pose.

And bought lightsabers.

We then fought to the death in the dark.
(You can watch a fancy version of this here.)

My Saturday's are so simply stupendous.

French Toast

I was rudely awoken by a text message at 8:37 this Saturday morning. Seriously so early after an uncharacteristically late night, but the first thing I thought of once I got past being angry was... FRENCH TOAST.

I moseyed downstairs and started to whip some up. Bad news. Turns out the milk was bad. I either had to abandon my desire or get creative. I, being my mother's daughter (yes, creative, but mostly wanting to avoid a last minute trip to the grocery store at all costs), chose the creative route and opted to replace the milk with ReddiWhip. AH HAH! Yes, folks, that's whipped cream. My rationale? "Cream is milk, right? Even if it is fatty, processed, sugary-goodness-in-a-can that stays good for years?"

Jessica's Not So French Toast

Eggs
Two good squirts of ReddiWhip (one into the eggs, the other directly into my mouth)
A little water
Some wheat bread (to make it "healthy")
And voila!

I should write a cook book. People would eat this stuff up.

Jokes.