State

The first weekend of March, we went up to Boise to spend the weekend with my family watching Kevin play basketball.  It was so fun to be there with the family cheering on his team.  It was fun to walk in the gym and see basically all of Rupert, Idaho there! The weekend didn't turn out like we wanted, but we got to watch some fun games and spend time with our family. All the games were really close and really exciting to watch.  We jumped up and cheered so many times that we were on our feet more than sitting down.  This, however, led to a little problem. It was the last minute of one of the games and literally everyone was on their feet except the man next to Josh.  All of a sudden, I got to know the man standing next to me very well.  We were smashed together and almost fell over. I apologized and looked over at Josh trying to figure out why he pushed me into a perfect stranger and he was just standing there as perplexed as I was.  Apparently, the old man next to Josh was mad we were standing up and decided to take matters into his own hands.  He yelled, pulled Josh down, and finally stood up and put his shoulder down and barreled into Josh. It was crazy, but I guess everyone gets crazy at state basketball games.

Here's some pictures of the games. I didn't take any of my own because I was too involved in cheering(ok, and my battery died in my camera)

 Super fans! We made those shirts, hard to believe because they're so great huh? My dad, Josh, & I are in the background of the picture below.

Kev's a champ! He blocked a billion shots and dunked it in one of the games.  I tried to find a picture of it, but I guess no one could capture such greatness on camera. 

We also got to spend time with four cute little boys! Alyssa, Josh, & Logan came to Utah a couple months ago and we were able to spend the afternoon with them in Bountiful.  Logan is the cutest baby and Josh is so funny. He says and does the funniest things! Linsy, Tate, and Beau came up to Boise to watch Kevin as well and it was fun to spend time with them.  Beau has the cutest smile and it just cracks me up. Tate is so smart and funny.  We were drawing pictures one day and I drew a house. He told me it was missing a window so I drew one on then he said, "That's not right." and proceeded to draw some shutters and window panes. It's so fun to spend time with those four little boys and see their different personalities coming out. 

I love my family and I'm so grateful they're mine.  We love playing games, laughing, and just being together. It has been so great to see them these past months! 

a hairy tale

What happens when you haven't cut your hair for like 7.5 months? Answer: it gets pretttttty long and well, kinda gross. Gross because split ends start taking over and your hair is in a rut. I was in desperate need of a change but I didn't want to chop it off because I love long hair. Finally, a couple weeks ago, I asked Kathy, Marianne's SIL to fix it. She cut some layers and trimmed it a little and let me just say, she is amazing! She cut my hair super fast and it looks great! I forgot how amazing getting a hair cut feels and I was practically bouncing around the apartment after it was done. haha This is probably the first hair cut I've ever had where I've felt so happy immediately after.  Usually I'm in shock because my hair is shorter than I wanted or its different than I imagined.

Bam! There it is. It looks way better when Kathy styles it, but now she's moved away and I'll just have to figure it out on my own! 

AND, because I have pretty thick hair, blowing it dry is such a pain. Lately, I've been letting it air dry and life has been so much better! I just shower at night and let it dry before I head to bed and the next morning I only have to worry about straightening the ends. Apparently with this hair cut, something in my hair has changed. Instead of drying straight with the ends only a little bit crazy, it looks like this! 

This is my hair just air dried. AIR DRIED people! My whole life I've wanted, dreamed of, and wished for curly hair, I've wanted to just shower and have my hair magically go curly without any effort. Apparently, wishing for 21 years paid off! 

As for my other wishes, I wonder when my little sister will be arriving... Mom? :) 

oh breathe, just breathe

So today, just after catching up on one of our favorite shows, The Biggest Loser, Josh turns to me and says, "Hey, wanna go for a run?" I turned and laughed. a lot. 


He just stares back like he's serious or something. So I say, "wait, you're serious?" He nods affirmatively and we change our clothes and before I know it, I'm outside running up HUGE hills and down crumbly sidewalks listening to the smooth sounds of Mr Michael Jackson. 


I've always admired runners and have always wanted to be someone who could run a marathon like it was no big deal. I mean, look at her. 


She's powerful, fit, strong, and she's gliding on that water. Who wouldn't want to be like that? A runner; powerful, graceful, fit. 


I've always  hated  disliked running a lot.  I figured out last summer when I was chasing after a tennis ball one of the reasons why.  I don't breathe when I run, instead I hold my breath. Who does that? Apparently I do.


 I also think my brother Cory and I have the same problem. He posted on his facebook the other day, "After years of observation, I have come to grips with the realization that I have the speed of a long distance runner, and the stamina of a sprinter." I think that's my problem too, but instead I have the stamina of a sprinter who's smoked for 40 years. 


Today I wanted to prove myself wrong. After 20 years of avoiding running at all cost, even a little run is awesome. I was actually really proud of myself because I ran all the way down from our apartment to the street(reminding myself to breathe every second). Which, if you knew exactly where we live, is quite a ways.  


Alas, that's where my lungs failed me even with the frequent reminders to breathe. I walked/ran/jogged down to the Creamery with Josh just up ahead of me. We turned around and by the time I got home I looked like this guy. 

Definitely not the beautiful, graceful runner I set out to look like......next time. 

 (and by next time I mean hopefully at the end of the summer if I can actually keep up with this goal of running)