so embarrassing

Yesterday I did something that only I could do. I am just prone to embarrass myself and yesterday was just about as humiliating as could be. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

So I am at church, like a good girl, just trying to find something to do with myself between choir practice and sacrament meeting. I am wearing a dress that has an undershirt underneath it and I felt myself coming untucked. So I went into the bathroom, tucked in my shirt and then walked out of the bathroom. Yep, I should have made sure all was well before leaving the bathroom, but I didn't. So I get one foot out of the bathroom and begin adjusting my dress...only to discover that the back of my dress was tucked into my garments and my behind was showing to the world. I panicked! I quickly pulled out my dress and turned around, beet red, to see who happened to be in the hall seeing such a sight. I turned around to see a few jaws on the floor...but luckily it was no one that I recognized and/or no one from my branch. Whew! But embarrassing nonetheless...

So if you happened to be in the Skyline Stake Center yesterday around 10am...I apologize. I am just grateful I noticed when I did! It does, however, make me wonder how far I could have gotten before someone said something? Interesting thought indeed...

It's a pink chonie birthday!

Last weekend Daja and I threw a party...to celebrate ourselves:

No, we are not really that conceited. It was a joint birthday party. We decided to decorate with all things pink, mostly because I am obsessed with the color, but also because of our little nickname: The Pink Chonies (don't ask). We had pink balloons and streamers; pink plates, cups and napkins; pink tablecloths; pink serving dishes; and, of course, pink cupcakes and cookies for dessert. The house looked amazing! We invited over a few close friends and just spent the evening enjoying each others' company, playing games, and jumpin' on the trampoline:

Nothing will ever compare to the birthday party last year, but it was still pretty fun. If I had to do it over, I probably would have done a few things different, like keeping the tradition alive of having a pinata. One tradition that will never die, however, is the photo op:

{LOVE IT}

Summertime

It's official. Summertime has begun. The wretched heat has reared it's ugly head. But, in a strange sort of way I love summer in AZ. I love it because people are out of school and looking for an excuse to throw a party. And who doesn't love a party?!


Well, last weekend was my first official summer party...a pool party/BBQ with friends from the Branch. Good times, good times. Some people chose to swim, some did not. I chose to opt out from the swimming thing and spare everyone the grief of having to see me in a swimming suit. But it was still fun to stick my feet in the pool and watch everyone else. Here are some pics from the fun:

Danny and Triciacutest Dajathe swimming crew (but my fave part of the picture is Stewart carrying Tony in the pool because apparently he can't swim)me and my pal Jordan, just chillaxin' with our feet in the pool

The swimming was fun, the BBQ was good, but the best part involved my best bud Daja and her boy friend (not boyfriend) Tony. You see, this party took place the day before Daja's birthday. Tony found out it was her birthday the next day and decided that he wanted to sing "Happy Birthday" to her. However, he did not sing the traditional "Happy Birthday" song...he made up a birthday song on the spot. It was interesting to say the least. He sang about her beautiful face and all sorts of other things. She was just as embarassed as the rest of us were. Wow. It was fun. Here he is posing with the birthday girl:

So.much.fun.

Tune in later for another summer party update...my party!

True Love

Need I say more?!

Ok, you are right, I do need to say more. So, my mom surprised me with these flip flops one day...and it was love at first sight! They are pink and they have flip flops on them {my 2 favorite things}...what is not to love?! However, since they are so freaking adorable, I can't bring myself to wear them. I am afraid that the cute words are going to rub off and then they will look trashy. So, I may have to invest in a shadow box and hang these babies on the wall. Does that make me weird??

analyze this

*I had a dream last night that I abducted a small boy. Except it wasn't me...I was a creepy old man, who drove a beater van. There were several people around me at the time and I was making what I was about to do very obvious. I got out of my car and started pushing around oxygen tanks, then just went up to the kid and grabbed him, helping him get inside one of the tanks. I woke up this morning pretty disturbed. Why did I dream that?! I have no inner desires to abduct a child. Sometimes the brain is a curious wonder...

*My birthday is rapidly approaching. A little bit quicker than I would like. I am getting old...100 years old to be exact (according to one friend who shall remain nameless). Right. But seriously, this is causing me a little bit of stress. I don't like the age I am turning. I don't like the situation I am in at this particular age. I wonder if things will ever happen for me or if I am just destined to be alone. Trust me, this is not a cry for help. I am not lonely. I am just wishing that time could stand still for a bit. Thank goodness I hang out with 19 year olds who keep me young. I guess the reason I am freaking out by my age is because I don't feel like I am that age. And honestly, that is a good thing...

*I got a hair cut. It's freaking adorable...

*I got a new pet. Isn't he cute??He just appeared in my backyard and quickly made his way into my heart. Or maybe I should say that he quickly made his way into my bushes and I am not sure if I will ever see him again. It was fun while it lasted...

*My dad was only in town for 2 days this last weekend and spent one afternoon helping me trim my aforementioned bushes. Blood clot, broken toe and all. What a trooper. My dad is pretty special...

*I have decided that I cannot buy any more lotion until I use the millions of bottles I have received as gifts over the years. I love the smell of Bath & Body Works lotions, but unfortunately they don't do much to moisturize...which means that I have more bottles than I can count and I never use them. I got some lotion from my roommate for Christmas that I am currently using. It smells good when you first put it on, but by the middle of the day I smell like I am covered in bug spray. I feel bad throwing it away, and I am kind of freaky about making sure my lotion is pretty close to empty before it gets thrown away. What a conundrum...

*I really like using asterisks when blogging...

*I really like ending each paragraph with three dots...

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