Fancy Unicorns and my Husband's Birthday

Okay, so my little sister is online all the time and she came across a clothing site called thread-less t-shirts or something... Anyway, she found a contest in the site. The contest is to design a shirt/bag/wallet/etc. with something original on it. She called me super excited and told me I should enter the contest. I was going over to my parent's house later, so i told her to show it to me when I got there.

So we came over (for Clint's surprise birthday party, which I will give details about later on...) and Kaitlyn showed me the contest. The prize for first place is $2000 cash, a $500 gift card, and $500 each time the design is printed. Being somewhat newly-wed still and kind of tight on money, this intrigued me. A LOT. So since Kaitlyn introduced me to the contest, I wanted her to have a hand in the design. Long story short, this is what we came up with.

and here's the link to the site http://www.threadless.com/submission/419712/Fancy_Unicorn



okay, so now that I've told you about that, now it is time to tell you about my Husband's 26th birthday (his first birthday home from his mission). I tried figuring out what to do for his birthday... I am a horrible planner and I have an extreme lack of imagination when it comes to making plans. SO... i just asked him, "Clint what do you want to do for your birthday?" He thought about it for a while and then decided her really wanted to go to the temple. So we were off to Los Angeles!

We had a picnic on Temple Grounds...

I surprised him with a little chocolate cake and sang "Happy Birthday" to him...

We did a session in the Temple...

...and then Clint and I wanted to take some pictures around the grounds. So here's a few of my favorites...

It was a good day! He really enjoyed it. Little did he know this was just part one of his birthday...
At the end of the night, we came home and had panda express for dinner. It was around 7pm when we got home. No visitors for Clint... no phone calls... just food then bed. So the next morning Clint calls me and tells me that he's a little disappointed that his mom didn't come to see him on his birthday. In my head I'm thinking :Well, you'll see her tonight...At the surprise party we're throwing for you!!!" It almost came out.. (I'm horrible at keeping secrets, too) but I kept it in. Barely.
So the game plan to get Clint to come over to my parent's house was for my mom to call me at 6:30 panicked and distraught over Kaitlyn who "broke her arm." It worked. Even though Clint was kind of questioning how on Earth she broke it... I told him she fell out of her tree house (which isn't even 6 feet off the ground) and Clint argued, "well that fall couldn't really break her arm, could it?" So what do I say? I say, "She hit the ladder on the way down." then we both visualized it in our heads and both chuckled a little bit. I was trying very hard to focus all my energy on looking upset and worried aside from the giggles. It worked, Clint kept looking over at me telling me to calm down and that my sister would be okay.

We get to my parents house and I unlock the front door. It's dark and Clint walks in behind me. Immediately I ask about Kaitlyn and my mom tells me she's in the back of the house calming down. Then we get past the first room, the lights come on, and everyone yells "SURPRISE!!!!!!!" Clint looks over at me and smiles from ear to ear. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. MY HUBBY IS HAPPY.

He wasn't expecting it, and he loved it. All his family members who live in town were there, and so was my family. My mom planned it all, and she did such a good job, especially doing it all while she was sick! So an extra "Thank You" for my mom. :)

Clint's first birthday home was wonderful. He loved it! Everyone is so happy to have him home again!

Flowers

Okay, so my most FAVORITE flower in the whole wide world is Orchids. And this month marks five months of being married :D and on the 11th, my sweet husband came home for lunch and he bought me a stem of White and Purple Orchids with Orange and Yellow Gerber Daisies! I was completely floored! I love my hubby so much!

Aren't they beautiful?

He's so sweet. :)


Just wanted to share my pretty flowers with you. I'll try to post a more adequate blog to update on what's been going on lately another time. Maybe tomorrow... :)

Sweet Surprise

Clint is such a sweetheart! He brought me home some hand-picked flowers that were just gorgeous! I'll just let the pictures do the talking. :)

He just came home with those one day and gave them to me. He gets me flowers every month, but I must admit that these are my favorites so far! He said he was working on a vacant house and there was a whole bush full of these flowers, and he said they reminded him of me. Isn't that sweet? I have the greatest husband ever!

Dreams

Okay, so I've been having some pretty darn strange dreams lately. I had one dream about some gigantic worms and another dream where Beyonce was a man!

Yeah. Strange, right?

So the first dream was about some girl's that i've never even seen before. They were twins, and they were trapped in some building (i think it was like an abandoned hotel or something) with Clint, Britney and David, and Tyler and Nina. All 5 of them were walking down a hallway together, but then one of the twins stopped and looked over her shoulder at a door they had just passed. Without saying a word, she walked over to the door and opened it, and inside was just this huge void full of giant worms! Not only were they huge and fugly, but these thing could self-reproduce by vomiting. Yeah. VOMITING. They just choked out full-sized worms from their mouths. Nasty. Absolutely nasty.
So, anyway, one of the worms like, ate her, I guess, but then it spit her back up and she went all nutso and possessed. She walked back out into the hallway and followed my group of friends/family, and she grabbed Ty by his shoulder and they all warped to some outdoor BBQ party. Ty and David started doing some karaoke, and then the possessed twin started killing people. Her weapon of choice: half of a broken glass plate. No joke.
And I even made a picture, haha.

'Kay, so the next dream involved just about the same group of people, minus the twins. So it was Me, Clint, Britney, David, Ty, and Nina. We're all in Britney and David's apartment, just chilling, and then Beyonce busts in the front door and tells us about some rave party. She's also wearing a full body, sequin, spandex-type suit. She mentions Disco balls and Britney is bound and determined to go to this thing. Britney convinces David to go, and then she asks me and Clint. Clint wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea, "I'm kind of tired, I kind of just want to stay in tonight." Then Britney gets her sad puppy face on, and Clint feels bad, "Fine. I'm in." I kind of didn't want to go, but since Clint said he'd go, I decided to go to. Then Ty and Nina were more than willing to go. So off we all went with Beyonce.
So we're in some crazy rave party place and Beyonce starts dancing all crazy and powerful-black-woman-like, and she does some sort of head roll move, and then her hair/weave flies off and all of a sudded she kind of looks a bit like Gary Coleman. And then there's some obvious manly-parts starting to show in her sequins and spandex. So in a deep manly voice she pleads with us, "You can't tell anyone about my secret! If everyone found out I was a man, my career would be ruined!"

Then I woke up.
Sorry, guys, I don't want to paint what I saw in that dream.






WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON IN MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND!?!?

So the "J" makes an "H" sound...

Okay, so for those of you who don't know me as well as some others, I am seriously the whitest chick ever. I can't roll my R's very well (hardly at all, really), Mexican food hates my guts (I'm allergic to it or something), I can't tan anymore for some unknown reason, and I'm pretty sure all my friends are white. Yeah, now that I think about it, all my close friends are, indeed, just as white as I am.

Okay, so I was lurking around on the internet one day, and I forget what site I was on... But someone had posted a comment that was pretty laughable, and I was reading the responding comments. Some were "oh that's funny", or "LOL," but there was ONE... ONE COMMENT... that I just didn't get.


"Jajajajaja"


Me, being the white girl that I am, read it as it looked. I read it as the J making a J sound. "JAJA!? WHAT IS THIS JAJAJA!? I DON'T GET IT."

So later that night I was talking to my friend, Kiersten, about it. And describing to her my confusion. She was laughing, because I was being pretty animated about how stupid it was and how it made absolutely no sense at all. Then I had an epiphany. I stopped in mid-sentence, and told Kiersten, "Holy crap! I GET IT! it's not 'JAJA', it's 'HHHHAHHHA', like the name Jose!" (thought I said the name "Jose," more like this, "HHHHHHHHOSAY")


so there you go, my dear readers: my Spanish epiphany.

Guestbook

So my mother-in-law is getting remarried this weekend, and her theme for her reception is "Spring," so my mom and I are trying to make that happen for her :)

My mom is having so much fun planning this little reception (less than 50 guests) and I had SO MUCH FUN making the guestbook for Susan and Sean (my mother-in-law and her fiance)!

What I did to make this was very simple.

FIRST: I got out a 16"x20" canvas, and sketched where I wanted things to go

SECOND: I busted out my oil paint and my brushes, then went to town on that canvas. I seriously only used like, four colors; red, two shades of brown, and lots of white.

THIRD: I had to wait two days for the paint to get dry.

FOURTH: I cut out the paper oval "Cherry Blossom Petals" for the guests to sign, and hot glued them to the canvas

Fifth: I cut off the fabric cherry blossoms from some fake flower stems, and hot glued the blossoms to the canvas.


TA-DAH! Now I just hope no one messes it up at the reception.

Smell is Important to Me

Okay, so you know when you walk into someone's house, you can instantly smell whatever/whoever lives there? Well, I've walked into some pleasant-smelling houses, and some not-so-pleasant smelling houses. So I'm an absolute nut about how my house smells. I'm really stingy with my money, but I will (and have) splurge on things like those little Glade plug-in oils, air fresheners, fabric sprays, and cleaning products that smell absolutely delicious. Like, for example, I have citrus scented swiffer pads, my trash bags have a lemon-fresh scent, and I have at least 2 glades in each room. Not to mention three scentsy warmers; 2 in the kitchen/dining room area and one in the bedroom. I don't want my house to be all stanky. I will not be "that woman with the horrid smelling house." I won't.

And I'm not! WOO! Every time someone knocks on my door, they comment on how good my apartment smells. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

I've explained to Clint (my husband) how much I enjoy pleasant smells. He laughed about it a little at first, but after I explained how nice it is to not walk into a bad smelling house, and how nice it is to walk into a really good smelling house, he agreed with me. He knows I'm incredibly cheap when it comes to shopping, but I think he finds it somewhat amusing that I have almost no standards when it comes to spending money on something that smells good. I mean, I've been pretty good about waiting for things to go on sale. But if I need/want some more plug ins or new room spray, I will usually just get it if I'm already at the store.

Like, last week, Target had a sale on all their room freshener products. I bought four or five packages of Glade oils. The sale wasn't really significant. But it was a sale nonetheless. I spent like $20 on just that stuff alone.

I only burn the scentsy after I cook food. Cause it's really strong and it works really fast. The rest of the time I just have my plug ins and I use room spray whenever I clean (usually every other day). And I feel so pleased with myself when someone tells me that our apartment smells good.

Good Lord, the other night at the pizza parlor, Clint came to eat dinner with me on my break and when he sat down next to me, I got a big whiff of him, and I said, "Oh man! You smell so good!" then I smelled him. It wasn't cologne, it wasn't body wash... IT WAS THE SMELL OF HOME! Clint and I had a good laugh. We are both so glad that our home doesn't smell like Rusty's Pizza. No offense... but no greasy smells. PLEASE.

Speaking of Clint...
He uses that old spice swagger body spray... and it is so cracktastically delicious smelling. Screw that crappy axe brand! OLD SPICE ROCKS! The first time he used that, I kept following him around the apartment because he smelled so good. He laughed at me and asked what the heck I was doing. My response was, "Don't ask questions, just accept me for who I am." We have a very funny relationship. I love my husband so much. (and his old spice.)

So yeah, moral of the story, a good smelling home (and husband) makes for a happy fulfilling lifestyle. Life is good when it smells good. Hahahaha!