Some Nights...I don't sleep

Have you ever had one of those moments when you think, "Man, I am too old for this crap...but it's so darn fun!"? No? Well, I feel sorry for you because it's a good feeling. And I have felt it a lot lately.

One week after my first impromptu roadtrip to San Diego, I hopped back in the car with some other friends to head to Tucson, Arizona. Believe it or not, I had never been there before. It wasn't that exciting of a town, but then again, I was only there for about 18 hours. The car ride was full of laughter and loud singing, just as a roadtrip should be. And the laughter and loud singing continued throughout the entire night (no joke...but we'll get to that later). We stopped at our hotel to freshen up and then headed out to dinner at a place called Bumsted's:

It was a highly inappropriate restaurant, full of crazy pictures and even more inappropriately named entrees. Their menu claims to love my bum...and I believe them. After all, everything we ordered was massive, thus increasing the size of my bum:


After gorging ourselves, we headed to this place:

To see this band:

Don't we look excited??

I have to tell you, it was one of the greatest concerts I have ever been to. There was nothing fancy about it, but hearing FUN. live sounds exactly the same as hearing FUN. on the cd. They are a very entertaining bunch and I really like their music. And the girls I was with definitely added to the enjoyment.

Perhaps the thing that brought me the most joy was the fact that we were sitting off to the side, and could only see the first two letters of the band name while they were serenading us. But because I love them so much, I chose not to be offended. Hahahaha.


After the sweaty and fantastic concert was over, we headed out to our hidden parking spot, which happened to be behind the theater and where the band's bus was parked. We pulled up a spot against the chain link fence hoping to catch a glimpse of the guys. Little did we know that every single one of them would make their way toward us, to shake our hands, sign things for us and take pictures with us. It was so exciting!

Jack:

Andrew (my personal favorite):

And the amazingly, talented, lead singer Nate Ruess:


We left that night on a high. It was such a fun experience and I am so glad I got to go.

Meanwhile, back at the hotel, we couldn't sleep and spent many hours reminiscing on our experience. Around 4 am we got an unexpected visitor, and then the shenanigans really started. But we won't get in to that. Just trust me...I didn't sleep that night. And I paid for it the next day, and the next, and the next. I am so excited to be able to sleep this weekend!

Again I say:

{I'm too old for this crap...but it's so darn fun!}

What happens in Cali...

Oh my goodness! I just got back from my first official spur-of-the-moment roadtrip (sad, I know), and I loved it! I'm not sure how I'm going to pay my bills this month, but I had so much fun that I don't even care. Sometimes you just gotta live life and take the opportunities that are presented to you, ya know?!

Anyway, a couple of friends and I packed up the car last weekend and headed to San Diego, California to witness the marriage of our friends New Kid (Zach) and Alyssa. We were only there for about 1 1/2 days, but I loved every minute of it. And thanks to my sweet Jayfred, we had a free place to stay. Woohoo!

We got in late Thursday night, early Friday morning and spent a little while getting settled, getting to know the strangers we were staying with, and getting in on the Fuller family gossip. Good times, good times. And great information if I must say so myself...

We woke up on Friday morning and headed to the most beautiful place in the world, the San Diego Temple:

Dreamy right?? The inside is even more magnificent and breathtaking. Oh man. I just really loved the spirit that was felt there and it was so peaceful. So beautiful! This was my second temple wedding that I had been to, and I absolutely loved it. The words that were said, the feelings felt, I just can't begin to describe the feelings. Love.

Here is the happy couple after sealing the deal:

And, of course, the wedding party:

We took lots of pretty pictures and shared lots of memories and/or laughs. Afterward we all headed to lunch. Enjoyable company, decent food, beautiful city. It was a great moment.

Back at the Fuller home we got more juicy gossip, changed our clothes and headed out for our next adventure. Well, first I fell on my face while walking out the door and nearly wet my pants, but you know, I wouldn't expect anything less from myself. First destination, Balboa Park and the Pacific Boardwalk.


The weather did not cooperate with us. It was pretty windy, chilled and skies were gray, but we spent a good chunk of time just playing at the beach, watching the waves and breathing in the salty air. It made me reflect on just how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful world and to have the luxuries that I do. Just a great, peaceful moment.

And then...I chose the path of sin. Haha. Yes, I got myself a tattoo. Ok, so maybe it was only a henna tattoo, but I felt rebellious doing it.

"Lips" in honor of...me. Fitting right? At the time, I loved it. But now I am realizing that it was probably the dumbest $10 I've ever spent. They claim the tattoo lasts 1 1/2-2 weeks. I am on day 5 and it's practically gone. In fact, the next morning I woke up and the first thing I saw was my wrist. I immediately burst into laughter because it just looked like a child drew some lips on my wrist with a brown marker. Dumb.

After letting our tattoos dry and eating some pizza, we headed toward downtown San Diego and went to see some navy ship and also to Seaport Village. Inappropriate photos were taken, and ice cream was consumed, but it was mostly an evening of browsing and taking in the sights. We decided to call it a night because we were pretty exhausted.

The next morning, St Patrick's Day, we decided to check out a restaurant featured on the show Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives called Hob Nob Hill. Besides the lack of parking, it was a pretty great little place. I LOVED the inside of the restaurant and the food selection was varied. I decided to get the Dublin Omlet in honor of the holiday: corned beef, green peppers, onions, swiss cheese and eggs. Not something I probably would have chosen on any other day, but it was pretty good.


I mentioned the cold weather on Friday, but the weather on Saturday was even worse. I'm talking torrential downpours and high wind gusts. Poor Cara was shivering as we were gassing up to head back to AZ.

And this is what I looked like after I walked from the car to the bathroom at the gas station.

It was intense. But I am happy to report that we made it home safely. Just in time for the storm to hit AZ.

All in all, it was a great weekend. One that won't be forgotten. I am so grateful that I could go and play with my girls and look forward to the next adventure...this coming weekend.

And just for fun, here is another beautiful temple (in the works) for your viewing pleasure:

This, my friends, is the Gilbert, Arizona temple. Approximately 2 miles from my parents' house and only a 10-15 minute drive from my house. I am already in love with this temple and can't wait until it is finished.

Next up, heading to Tucson to see the FUN. concert. Such a great life I live!