Adobe Knows How to Party
Monday, December 12, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The next night we went out with some of our favorite people -- The Hills {who just happen to be our neighbors/saving grace}. We met one other couple from our neighborhood for dinner and then ventured to the Festival of Trees. I had never been! It's basically a huge organization where people decorate and donate hundreds of decked-out trees, gingerbread houses, wreaths and quilts. There is then an auction for all of the items and all proceeds go to the Primary Children's Hospital. Pretty cool. The first pictures is of us in front of one of my favorite trees of the night -- the Harry Potter tree!!! And the second picture is when we came upon an exact version of our house made for dwarves... or children... or any other small person who wants to live in a blue house.
Other highlights of the weekend that should be noted, for posterity sake of course:
* Learning once again that miracles do happen and prayers really work. Thanks friends for helping my sister out.
* Making my first home-made cinnamon rolls that turned out bomb.com
* Starting to refinish those dang night-stands that I have been putting off for years. Literally.
* Visiting the Collette's in their new home. So exciting!
* Sleeping in till 10 am two days in a row!! Wha???
* Playing Gin Rummy with Russ. We are too competitive for our own good. :)
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
It took us back to the days when I lived in an apartment with three of my good friends in Utah. Russ and I were dating, probably close to getting engaged. It seemed like us roommates always had a puzzle on the big table, and Russ would come over and help us finish them. It was over those puzzles where Russ bonded with my roommates and I got the official friend approval. Oh puzzles, such an unexpected source of fun.
Anyway, thank you so much for all the recommendations for the night stands. I now have so many good ideas floating through my head (thanks to you), that making a decision may be harder now than it was before! I guess you could say I'm puzzled! :)
Sunday, February 20, 2011

Sunday, October 31, 2010
* Came home from my Craigstlist deal to a man in a mustache making delicious quesadillas. See below.
Ahhh, the weekend. So short, but so sweet. Hope yours has been just as sweet! Oh! The doorbell has rung...
Sunday, August 9, 2009
This past week we have been house sitting in SLC for some very kind friends. The days consisted of errands, moving out of provo, and Twitter. Yeah I have still been the twitter master for @worldhistory for FamilyLink.com. It was a little slow as of late because of the denial-of-service attack launched mid-week.
So during the down time, I learned all about the Beatles and their revelutionary usage of monitor speakers at the concert in 1965 at Atlanta stadium. It was the first time speakers were pointed back towards a performing band so they could actually hear themselves over the thousands of screaming women. After learning this, I sparked an idea for a fun date with Camille. I found us some tickets to the concert.
I found the set list and made a playlist on her iPod so we could "go" to the concert. I also called Blockbuster and reserved a copy of "A Hard Day's Night", a Beatles movie. The plan was to go the SLC temple, then afterwards pick up burritos from Barbacoa prior to going out to the concert on the Salt Flats. I was really pumped to go out on the Salt Flats and top out the Camry. (Random history fact: land speed record of 662 mph was made out on the Salt Flats using the "Blue Flame" jet engine car). Anyways, after coming out of the temple, we stepped into a massive wind storm that was taking power out in various parts of the city. So we resorted to jamming out in the car, and taking the movie back to the apartment. By the end of the movie I could tell the 4 Beatles apart and identify them by voice in their songs. (Baby steps Camille, baby steps.) Despite the weather, it was a really fun date and it turns out that the Beatles still do perform Rain, Shine, or wind.















