Saturday, May 30, 2009

Today everyone is running the 5k for the Park City 5 and I wish I could be there....but instead I have to work. On a Saturday. Ugh. For those of you who also couldn't make it, donations can be made HERE.
Other than that, this week was a GOOD one-and very busy indeed...
Monday : MEMORIAL DAY! Landon & Amee's cabin. Shoot guns, play horse shoe, make s'mores. Liberty Park, Volleyball.
Tuesday : WORK. Tin Foil dinners up Millcreek Canyon. YUM.
Wednesday : WORK. Dress fitting in Provo! WooHoo!
Thursday : WORK. Red Butte Orientation. Click HERE to see the concert line-up. I decided that whoever gives me the best wedding gift EARLY will get 2 free tickets to any concert!! Joke. Adam's game. No homerun this time --> considering breaking up.
Friday : WORK. El Chubasco. yuuummmmm.......
Saturday : WORK. (PC 5 fundraiser). Troy's Birthday celebration!
Sunday : Churchies. Red Butte concert-Neko Case.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

A few things on my mind.

1. The dress is in the WORKS. Halle-freakin'-lujah.
3. Why do I check BabySteals everyday??? I'm not a baby-mama and i'm not planning on being a baby-mama anytime soon. Oh---but if anyone knows of someone having a baby girl soon--TELL ME--I have the cutest idea.
4. I can't stop looking at the Eva Rug.
5. Some of YOU are wondering why the H we are getting married in San Diego--
a. It is the city of my birth. hehe.
b. Mother MauREEN was married in the same backyard where my reception will be.
c. Every Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin I know of lives in Cali.
d. The weather will be perf. guaranteed.
e. Last summer I worked as a wedding coordinator's assistant to over 100 weddings. A big reception is the last thing I want to do. Just close family for me, please ;)
f. My wedding will not be lost in the mix of the 12,657 other Utah weddings in August.
g. It is a destination-not too close and not too far-woohoo!
h. It filters out the people from Utah that I don't want there on my wedding day.
i. Wouldn't you want to spend your first night here?!
j. I just llllurrrve that Temple.
k. This one is totally irrelevant-but I just realized that Adam really is my Boo!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009


I am recovering from a very fun weekend. BUT whatyaknow-I forgot my camera and don't have a single snapshot, and trust me, those photos would have made blogging history. Just picture me shooting an ak 47. Really. I guess this photo from last summer will suffice-In the end s'mores were made and a good time was had by all ;) Today I am contemplating which of THESE I want to work, and anxiously awaiting THIS.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

You know it's Summer....

When the kids next door ask you to help paint their Lemonade Stand.

(But paint themselves instead)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Peacock Feather

Last summer when Adam and I were dating, I came home from work one night with 2 peacock feathers. I gave Adam one and kept one for myself. We both kept them in our bedrooms. Come September, I started freaking myself out-about dating, marriage, commitment, etc. I always thought about my future with Adam and just planned on marrying him--but the idea scared the heebie jeebies out of me, and I started thinking to myself, "Is this really it? Is HE really it?" He is so wonderful, and there is nothing more I want in a guy, but I have NEVER really dated someone this serious in my life, so what do I have to compare this all too??? I started having anxiety attacks and wasn't getting any answers to my what now seem like ridiculous (and hilarious) prayers. When I was with Adam it just felt right, and when I wasn't with him, I wanted to be with him--so what was my DEAL? I was just scared of the doubts I was having. So, I couldn't handle it anymore and I marched over to his house one night, sat by his bed and broke up with him. While I was doing this I thought he looked so cute sitting there on the bed. I started balling. I prolly sounded so stupid, because I had no reason for what I was doing. I thought if I did this, I would walk away feeling SO much better--like I did the right thing. Well, as I was sitting there doing the ugly cry and blurting nonsene, he was trying so hard to be understanding. Finally, as I stood up, he said it-(and not very nice), "Take your peacock feather". "What?!" I said, "You don't want it???" (Duh Erin...why would he want it). He just shook his head "No". So I grab the long feather from his dresser and as dramatic as possible, I dragged it out behind me. HA! I then get in my car and that's when all Hell Breaks Lose. I lose it. I Start crying uncontrollably. I look at the peacock feather and cry harder. I start driving, but have to pull over because I can't see a thing. I call my mom and the conversation went something like this:
Mom: "Hello?"
Me: "MMoooom?? EEAHH I BRrroke Addam eeaaauhhh....he told peacock feather...aaeehhh!! feele so baad ...aahuhuh.."
Mom: "Whhhaaaa??? Oh Erin, Well what did you expect?!!"
p.s. let me just tell you, my Mom was on Adams side the whole time.

Well the next 2 days were the worst days of my life and I stared--literally stared at my phone just hoping he would call me. I guess I was too scared to call him in fear that he would have already been over me.
Then he called. The heavens opened and I ran to him and fell on my knees and kissed his feet. OK, maybe not. But i've been madly in love ever since.
Why am I so stupid and why am I such a girl? I still have both peacock feathers, but one is bent, wilted, and only has about 4 strands left on it. I think that's the one I dragged out of his room that night....

Thursday, May 14, 2009

I am off to the land of cake-tasting, food choosing, and flower picking.
Now I can REALLY start planning my wedding ;)
Photo via flickr

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Flying Children Diaries

Lander: "ErRINNN....Will you take a picture of me and put it on your blog????"

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mothers Day.
Whenever people tell me that I remind them of you--you might think I cringe (because No One wants to be like their Mom) but I don't. I'm glad i'm like you--and I only hope I can be the kind of Mom you have always been. I love how growing up we were actually able to live in our house-you were never one of those moms that made the bed right after you woke up or made our rooms look like the top of the Chrysler Building. You let us put on full-on productions for your guests during dinner parties, spray paint the walls with graffiti, or scamper on the rooftop late at night giggling and without a doubt keeping you up. I love how you let us sleep in well into the afternoon and didn't care if we went to bed late. I love how one night you tried sleeping on the trampoline with me and I love how miserable you were. I love that you still beg me to put on my cheerleading uniform, and I love how how FUNNY you are. I love it when you dance to hip hop, I love it when you jump up and down and squeel at the idea of me being married-because that means that MAYBE you will have a grandbaby someday. I love that you really really tried to learn Spanish, I love that you are always up when I get home late, and I love that everyone who knows you loves you too. Because it's hard not too. Here's to my Bangin' Mom. Love you ;) xo, E
photo via unruly things

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Severe Room Envy. Arrrggg.

LOVING these rooms.

Friday, May 8, 2009


Having THESE Withdrawals. Listening to THEM. Craving THIS.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Monday = Hilarious
First attempt at dress shopping. Good Night. I never thought I could look so....booby. Thanks Emily, for going with me. I know when I am with you there will be guaranteed moments of us peeled over laughing SO hard we are in fact not making any noise at all. I would post pictures of me in all of my boobiness-glory, but I think there are kids that check my blog....
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