Awkward and Awesome Thursday

Chad asked me if I thought he could climb up this. I of course said "no" so I could watch him do it.

Awkward:

• Chad stepping out of the car and almost slipping and falling on.... a banana peel. Brilliant.
• The creepy Ronald McDonald statue we found chillin' outside on someone porch.
• Trying to give an older patient directions to our office. Keep in mind he had been here before. He was coming to pay a bill, I tried desperately to convince him to pay it over the phone or mail in a check. After 10 minutes he told me he was going to get off the phone and go get in his car. It was no surprise we he never showed. Two days later he called again. He had drove around all morning and ended up in Mesquite, 40 miles away, through a canyon and into Arizona. I told him that we were less than a mile down the road. He literally needed to only turn twice. After another 10 minute, direction giving, phone call he finally asks, "Do you think I could just mail you a check?" OMG, YES! For the love of everything holy please mail me a check! After confirming our address 189978 times (we included an envelope with his bill and he was literally reading it off the envelope) we were finally done. We'll see if the check makes it, I don't think I can handle another phone call.

Awesome:

• Provo tomorrow with Ash and Pat!
• Chad
• 2 for $1 Churros at El Pollo Loco
• Feeding a goose from my hand and screaming like a little girl when he touched me.
• Sunshine. Sometimes I forget where we live and that I won't have to wait until July to see the sun. It's already starting to get hot :)

Operation: Hair Free Zone

Chad had a beautiful, wonderful, marvelous idea this weekend. Get these animals and all of their hair out of our bedroom!

I did not have animals growing up, so when Chad and I got married and all of a sudden there was this furry creature sleeping next to my face, it was kinda gross. Sunny is not a curl up on the end of the bed and purr kind of cat. He's a "I'm gonna sleep on your face and suffocate you in the night" kinda cat. Cute right? Took some getting used to. Also, he was very used to sleeping with Chad, so he was less than thrilled that I was now there taking "his" place. More than once he has woken me up in the middle of the night pawing at my face, licking my face, sleeping on my face or just sitting and staring at me like he's planning out my murder. More than once I have picked him up and thrown placed him gingerly across the room off the bed.

Then we got Rukia. She was a wild and crazy pup. She was always so hyper and wound up that she could only ever sleep when we put her in her kennel. We tried to snuggle with our new little puppy but she was having none of it. As she's gotten older she's mellowed out (a bit) and has become rather snuggly... ok needy. Her favorite spot to sleep is at the foot of the bed. And while that doesn't sound too bad, having a 60ish pound dog sprawled out on her back at the "foot" of the bed, really means she is taking up the whole bottom half of our bed.

Then we got Penny. Whose favorite thing in the world is also to sleep next to our faces.

Combine their sleeping patterns with all the lovely animal hair and we had had enough. Especially with all the open mouth sleeping that's been going on lately thanks to being sick. Cat hair on your clothes is annoying, cat hair in the mouth is super gross town.

So this weekend we cleaned our room, washed all the bedding, washed the rug, dusted and vacuumed. I would quickly like to point out that the vacuuming took place after 1am, take that Brittany! Then we kicked all the animals out... and the crying started.

Sunny could care less, as long as he has food and water he is fine snuggled up on a chair downstairs with a fluffy blanket. Penny and Rukia have been sleeping slammed up against our door. Penny meows and cries, while Rukia huffs and puffs right along with her. Poor baby girls.

And while Penny and Rukia cry, Chad and I are reveling in our hair free, uninterrupted sleep! We'll see how long we last against the whining and sad pouty faces though.

Lunch of Champions

Sometimes I get a little dramatic... especially at work... especially when I'm bored... and especially when I'm feeling crappy.

Sometimes I send texts like this to Chad while he's in class:

"I'm dying. Let's skip school and work and go snuggle and watch TV and sleep and eat donuts."

Sometimes he plays along and says he'll come pick me up, or ask me what's wrong (hello? I'm at work), and sometimes he'll bring me this:

Because there's really no better pick me up than redbull and donuts. And that's why my husband is the best.

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

Me and some random chicks in Vegas. They were having a very good time and really wanted to get in the picture with me, at least they let me borrow their sweet glasses.

Awkward:

• Trying to kick a tumble weed out of my way coming down the stairs from work. My foot went straight in and then I proceeded to flail around trying to get it off. It finally left me alone and then I realized that there was a very well dressed lady who was clearly just leaving the medical spa who had watched the whole thing unfold. I may have smiled and waved to her as I went on my way. She may have made eye contact with me but just looked at me snarkily.
• Watching a woman wander around outside my work in a white robe and bare feet. No idea what was going on there. 
• My favorite t-shirt of all time is starting to die. And by starting, I mean it died about 2 years ago. What once used to be some small holes are now just shredded. But it's so comfy that I just can't get rid of it. Anyone who spends any amount of time with me has seen me in this way too many times. Yes, it's the Jared t-shirt.
• Trying to move our Christmas tree to the back patio before my visiting teachers came over. It was the second week in February and I didn't want to have that conversation. My plan was to just move it outside, but the the tree started falling apart and falling over. I scooped it all up and threw it out back and no one was the wiser. Except for Chad, who was more than a little confused when he got home from classes to find a broken up, decorated Christmas tree scattered all over the back. I won't like when I tell you that instead of putting it away that night we moved all the pieces into the kitchen and tackled that project another day.

Awesome:

• Chad buying the homeless guy outside Smashburger a giant hamburger. The waitress brought him out some fries as well. Chad has got to be the most kind and giving person. He's literally given someone his last $10 before. But that's a whole other story.
• Chad deciding that our minestrone needed quinoa. Super delish and filling!
• Angel Food Cake with Strawberries and homemade whipped cream. We haven't had it in forever and it was soooo good! 
• Top Chef. Glad I found this show and even more glad that there are 9 more seasons I can go back and watch.
• The fancy shmancy hotel we stayed in for Valentine's Day. We didn't want to leave it's awesomeness.
• Chad cleaning the whole kitchen last night, dishes and all.

Sunday Dress

Shirt: Thrifted, Belt and Skirt: H&M, Shoes: Target

Was anyone else totally unaware that you could dress up plaid? Thank you fashion bloggers for helping a sista out. I love me some plaid and I love that I can now wear it to church.

Linking up with: All things Alisa, Your Whims Wednesday, Rae, What I Wore Wednesday, Sunday Style, Rubi , Transatlantic Blonde

3rd times the charm

We love H&M. I love all the basics that I get there and all of the Men's clothing fits Chad like a champ. Whenever we are in Vegas we make a stop there. I usually need to replace a dying tank top and Chad usually needs to replace a dying dress shirt for church.

Last weekend was no different. He picked up a cute striped shirt with great purple buttons. After getting back to our hotel he went to change into in and found a cut in the shirt by the shoulder. Booo.

So we take the shirt back the next day and tell them about the cut. They ignore us, do the return and we are on our way to find one without slashes and holes to take home. We finally find one in his size and buy it.

We immediately go to the bathrooms at Caesars to change, him into his shirt and me into my new tights. Changing into tights in a very dirty, small bathroom stall without a purse hook is quite the feat my friends. I should really have won an award for that one. Anyways....

I come out of the bathroom only to find Chad standing there in the same clothes he went in in, holding the new shirt. There was another giant rip/cut under the collar. So we head back and return it. We tell them this is the second time that this has happened. They, again, ignore what we are saying and just return it.

So now we are looking for the shirt again. Guess what we find? The first shirt out on display with it's rip in it. At this point we are really irritated and take the cut up shirt back up to the cashier and tell them what has happened. Miss Sass at the register didn't care a bit, gave us the stink eye and basically told us to get over it. Nice. Customer service at it's finest.

We were tempted just to leave at that point, but we had already gone to so much freaking work. So finally we found one more shirt in his size, went over it with a fine tooth comb... twice, and bought it. Success!

Definitely more hassle that it was worth, good thing he looks darn cute in it ;)

Surprise, Surprise

Last week I was a lazy bum. While most people seem to be recovering from the flu I was recovering from.... Vegas. Slightly better than the flu. I was also recovering daily from all of the freaking nursing homes we went to. 4 in 2 days my friends. It was as awful as it sounds. Probably more so. On the third day we had a group of 30 mentally challenged 20 somethings come into our office that morning. While they are fun, they are draining. So I'll pick up where I left off... last weekend, the weekend of L-o-v-e... and Vegas ;)

We celebrated Valentine's Day last weekend because celebrating holidays on a weekday is sad and way less fun. And while I already told you we went to Vegas I'm sure you already knew that considering we like to celebrate everything in Vegas. Birthdays, Holidays, "we're bored and have nothing to do" days...

We had work and school until 7:30 last Thursday, Chad had a camp out with the boys from church on Friday and got back Saturday afternoon. That afternoon we had a fun little photo shoot for some kids going to Preference in our ward.

Luckily, I had President's Day off, woot! So Sunday morning we packed up and headed down to our favorite town. We left all of our hanging clothes at home, so that gave us something to do that afternoon :) We found some new fancy clothes to wear that night and then returned them all the next day... I know, we're horrible. But we weren't going out to dinner in our jeans and t-shirts.

Dress: H&M, Tights: old, Shoes: Target

Unfortunately we wandered around a bit too much and by the time we were trying to find somewhere to eat dinner we were outta luck at most restaurants. We finally ate around midnight at the only place that was still open. I got pad thai and Chad got Udon noodles.

That night we wandered around the city, took lots of pictures, got some new eyelashes (well, I did) and made some friends out on the strip! The next day we took it easy and just hung out together. People watching, eating pizza, and dressing up one more time for dinner at our new favorite place at the Encore.

After we were thoroughly exhausted, feet too sore and bellies full we headed back home to St. George. Always kinda a let down after a whirl wind weekend in Vegas. We didn't want to leave our fancy hotel suite :)

'Till next weekend Vegas.

*And while I was joking as I wrote this post last week, we did in fact just get back from Vegas again last night. We have a problem. A big, Vegas sized problem. Someone should really come out here and talk some sense into us, we'll pick you up at the airport... in Vegas....